-Hope-
He was right. He had scared me. One moment he had seemed as cold and as controlled as ever, but in the next, just my hand on his shoulder had completely set him off. It told me a lot, actually. A lot about him. Phoenix had survived being tortured twice, and while he seemed almost... normal or at least functional, this small outburst had shown me something hid beneath. Something he didn’t like to show. A broken piece that couldn’t be put back together.
It made me feel so sad for him. I didn’t want him to feel bad for scaring me. I tried telling him it was all right, but he didn’t accept that. It told me even more about him, that even though he wanted to tell me what to do, he didn’t want to rule me.
“I believe you,” I assured him.
He sighed. He had seemed almost afraid that I w
