[after the rescue, elias didn't stick around. he faded into the background, distanced himself from gwen and the rest of the crew who came to amy's rescue. he'd looked at it as another heist instead of another hostage. he'd looked at amy with the distant gaze of someone who's there for business, swept over her body for assurance of nothing fatal and moved to cut the ties from her wrists. if he looked at her in any other sense, he would've taken too long. would have seen too much in her eyes.]
Can I see you
[far from his usual statements of saying one thing and following through with it immediately, he hates asking for permission. but she's been violated, taken, and he can relate to that more than she'll ever realize.]
@alphabet_soup – post rescue / text
Can I see you
[far from his usual statements of saying one thing and following through with it immediately, he hates asking for permission. but she's been violated, taken, and he can relate to that more than she'll ever realize.]