It takes her a second, and she won't look at him, her eyes darting everywhere but to him, and gods she feels alone. He's here, but he's too far away for her to reach, dressed like a civilian. Her gaze bounces everywhere except to meet his, skittering across his face and to the windows, to the curtain, the door, her handcuff.
There's fear on her face; fear that this is all a hallucination, that he's not real, that this is some sort of trick. Fear that she's just lost it, and pain from the memories, both physical and emotional. "But I guess if you want to know the last thing from the Galactica it would be when I split to get the Arrow." Forcing a smile that's too tight, that's trying to paint herself as Kara Thrace, requisite fuck-up because that's so much easier than the way she's tied in knots because of where she was from.
"Went to New Caprica. I found Helo, and--" She hesitates as everything comes crashing back. "Lee, Sharon's a Cylon." Her voice drops, and she's actually willing to look at him, the way it had torn her apart so incredibly clear with the way her eyes shine. "She's a frakking toaster." Her voice was raw with hatred, with betrayal, with the hurt that their friend was a gods-damned robot.
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It takes her a second, and she won't look at him, her eyes darting everywhere but to him, and gods she feels alone. He's here, but he's too far away for her to reach, dressed like a civilian. Her gaze bounces everywhere except to meet his, skittering across his face and to the windows, to the curtain, the door, her handcuff.
There's fear on her face; fear that this is all a hallucination, that he's not real, that this is some sort of trick. Fear that she's just lost it, and pain from the memories, both physical and emotional. "But I guess if you want to know the last thing from the Galactica it would be when I split to get the Arrow." Forcing a smile that's too tight, that's trying to paint herself as Kara Thrace, requisite fuck-up because that's so much easier than the way she's tied in knots because of where she was from.
"Went to New Caprica. I found Helo, and--" She hesitates as everything comes crashing back. "Lee, Sharon's a Cylon." Her voice drops, and she's actually willing to look at him, the way it had torn her apart so incredibly clear with the way her eyes shine. "She's a frakking toaster." Her voice was raw with hatred, with betrayal, with the hurt that their friend was a gods-damned robot.