27.Aug.12, 03:26 AM
The last thing Sanderon wanted was to be reminded of his public torture and his forced capture. Those were two things he was trying very hard to suppress. He shoved down his revulsion of having the subject brought up.
It seemed suddenly clear to him that if he wanted to retain whatever control he had left, he needed her to leave. She seemed so very kind and sweet. He did not want to scare the young woman or cause her pain. But out of self-preservation, he turned from the window with an angry glare in his eyes.
"I think you need to shut up now."
After his quietly spoken but harsh words were given, his eyes briefly pleaded with her to understand before his 'mask' slammed firmly back into place. It was only then that he saw her mangled fingers and cringed. He hated himself. She had obviously known much more pain than he.
It seemed suddenly clear to him that if he wanted to retain whatever control he had left, he needed her to leave. She seemed so very kind and sweet. He did not want to scare the young woman or cause her pain. But out of self-preservation, he turned from the window with an angry glare in his eyes.
"I think you need to shut up now."
After his quietly spoken but harsh words were given, his eyes briefly pleaded with her to understand before his 'mask' slammed firmly back into place. It was only then that he saw her mangled fingers and cringed. He hated himself. She had obviously known much more pain than he.