[ She hums contently with the thought, to have him right there. It was nice enough when he was the room beside her. Could hear him moving about to get ready when he left for work, sometimes. Her own habits of rising with dawn that left her strangely out of rhythm on this planet. Could share her morning with him properly and then -
Her eyes snap open, oh. ]
One moment.
[ She reaches up behind his head and under the pillow, and from underneath it, she fishes out her knife. The long curved, gold embossed blade. Far cleaner than the day she had first come in wearing it to his office. The blood all but gone from it now.
Not so strange, by itself, she supposed. But it wasn't by itself, as she digs around a little bit further, to pull out what looks to be one of his steak knives she had collected. Then a butcher's knife from another corner of the bed that she had bought out one of her shopping trips. All stored away carefully within arm's reach of where they were sat in the bed. ]
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Her eyes snap open, oh. ]
One moment.
[ She reaches up behind his head and under the pillow, and from underneath it, she fishes out her knife. The long curved, gold embossed blade. Far cleaner than the day she had first come in wearing it to his office. The blood all but gone from it now.
Not so strange, by itself, she supposed. But it wasn't by itself, as she digs around a little bit further, to pull out what looks to be one of his steak knives she had collected. Then a butcher's knife from another corner of the bed that she had bought out one of her shopping trips. All stored away carefully within arm's reach of where they were sat in the bed. ]