[For Amelia, the Witch King was the sort of creature who said things and technically expected her to figure out if they actually aligned with his own frustratingly incomprehensible thoughts or not. He was a monster of whimsy and sudden decisions who had no regrets because he wouldn't be able to regret something he could easily reverse with his vast godlike power (if the god was a writer who constantly liked scratching out notes and adding on top of their nonsensically layered ideas).
Henry had just said he wasn't the same as him. That she believes.
But after being under her teacher's thumb for those decades, she's also heard variations of the psychic's words, downplaying the implicit violation, lessening the gravity of personal action against her. Clearly, she could get over it. What's one more wound if she's already survived death by a thousand cuts?
The anger fades from her eyes and then her brows and lips straighten into a thin line. Picture perfect neutrality, practiced after dealing with the Witch King and being his "closest child."
(But Henry can probably sense it, her thoughts simmering beneath the surface, vicious, hurt, tired; it is a potent mixture).
It's a whole minute and a half before Amelia speaks up. And what she says next may be unexpected.]
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Henry had just said he wasn't the same as him. That she believes.
But after being under her teacher's thumb for those decades, she's also heard variations of the psychic's words, downplaying the implicit violation, lessening the gravity of personal action against her. Clearly, she could get over it. What's one more wound if she's already survived death by a thousand cuts?
The anger fades from her eyes and then her brows and lips straighten into a thin line. Picture perfect neutrality, practiced after dealing with the Witch King and being his "closest child."
(But Henry can probably sense it, her thoughts simmering beneath the surface, vicious, hurt, tired; it is a potent mixture).
It's a whole minute and a half before Amelia speaks up. And what she says next may be unexpected.]
Henry.
[Her voice is serenely monotone.]
I am not going to disable your powers again.