[It's too good to be true. She knows it, just as Jack surely knows how much she wants to believe otherwise.
Dad...
[She hates herself, curses herself as the words leave her lips. She shakes her head, trying to clear herself of the thoughts clouding her head. It does little good, and instead she shifts to trying to hold herself. With only one hand with which to do it, the embrace just feels empty.]
What about the labs? The tests? You won't... do any of that, anymore, right?
no subject
Dad...
[She hates herself, curses herself as the words leave her lips. She shakes her head, trying to clear herself of the thoughts clouding her head. It does little good, and instead she shifts to trying to hold herself. With only one hand with which to do it, the embrace just feels empty.]
What about the labs? The tests? You won't... do any of that, anymore, right?