[ Eleven watches, too, with bated breath. As Laura holds her wrist, Eleven almost pulls back - just almost. She stays still, lets Laura touch and look. Fear nips at her heels.
Freak. Crazy. Weirdo.
Monster.
To them, you will always be a monster, Jane.
It's difficult to show, now more so than ever. Now that she knows more, understands more.
But then Laura looks at her. And before she was Laura, she was Twenty-Three.
Eleven's breath hitches, and a tear rolls down her cheek, tracking black smudged make up with it. ]
Laura... [ She says the name almost right. With a pause between Lau and Ra that almost makes it sound like two words instead of syllables. And she cannot quite roll the R how it is meant. But it's close. She tries. She tries, because the name is important. ] You're... like me?
[ Has she abandoned Kali, only to find someone else, someone who understands better? Someone else who got to choose a name over a number, but who will not push hurt into her brain like a game, and want her to become a butterfly knife in their pocket? ]
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Freak. Crazy. Weirdo.
Monster.
To them, you will always be a monster, Jane.
It's difficult to show, now more so than ever. Now that she knows more, understands more.
But then Laura looks at her. And before she was Laura, she was Twenty-Three.
Eleven's breath hitches, and a tear rolls down her cheek, tracking black smudged make up with it. ]
Laura... [ She says the name almost right. With a pause between Lau and Ra that almost makes it sound like two words instead of syllables. And she cannot quite roll the R how it is meant. But it's close. She tries. She tries, because the name is important. ] You're... like me?
[ Has she abandoned Kali, only to find someone else, someone who understands better? Someone else who got to choose a name over a number, but who will not push hurt into her brain like a game, and want her to become a butterfly knife in their pocket? ]