He's silent while she speaks to him about many of the things that she had to tell him. He occasionally agrees with a nod of his head, but he doesn't say anything.
The room is not particular to his liking, but that's because it's not a room that he will be sharing with her. He will be sleeping without her and even the most grand room will feel empty and hallow without her.
That is neither her nor there, at the moment. For the moment, all he can think about are her words.
"Is that what I am to you? Another experiment? Just one more slave girl? Cassandra 2.0 even?"
Nothing hurt more than just a few questions coming out of her to ask him. How could she ask that after everything that they have worked towards? He was still so disgusted and angry and hurt by it. It felt the same when MacLeod questioned him as well.
He might go for a ride later on, but only because it's still in the afternoon and not quiet nighttime or morning.
For now, he continues to stay in the room and ponder.
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Date: 1 Jun 2009 11:58 pm (UTC)The room is not particular to his liking, but that's because it's not a room that he will be sharing with her. He will be sleeping without her and even the most grand room will feel empty and hallow without her.
That is neither her nor there, at the moment. For the moment, all he can think about are her words.
"Is that what I am to you? Another experiment? Just one more slave girl? Cassandra 2.0 even?"
Nothing hurt more than just a few questions coming out of her to ask him. How could she ask that after everything that they have worked towards? He was still so disgusted and angry and hurt by it. It felt the same when MacLeod questioned him as well.
He might go for a ride later on, but only because it's still in the afternoon and not quiet nighttime or morning.
For now, he continues to stay in the room and ponder.