Re: [Club: Hannah and Caspar]
It never occurred to Hannah that he wouldn't immediately recognize her. Had that thought crossed her mind, she would've run with it so far and so fast that she would've been a memory by the time he blinked beneath neon lights illuminating dreaded memories. But it never occurred to her, so she didn't run. She stood and, like a thing captured, her feet were leaden with fear. This could be really, really bad. If he used his influence, his money, and if he told his father, then there could be real trouble. She wasn't sure what CARNEM would do if it came out that there had been a cover-up with Tethys and the military, and that she'd murdered someone, and that they'd let her get away with it. She had no way of knowing if they'd reprogram her, scrap her, or send her to prison, and all of those things sounded terrifying in different ways. And so she stood, eyes wide and blinking, glancing over her shoulder for salvation in the form of a man she hadn't want to spend time with just moments earlier.
A waitress brought him a drink, and Hannah took a step back, another. Small steps, not noticeable as flight, and maybe he wouldn't see.
She wondered that the world was so small, and she wondered that she felt so small in it. This wasn't a normal feeling for her, but she was more Amy than whoever Hannah was, at least in that moment, at least right then, and she felt like that girl who'd been to scared to leave, and who'd been too ashamed to ask for help from a family so broken that the scars were still thick and angry on the skin.
But he was there and saying 'yeah,' and she looked over her shoulder again. "I am," she answered quickly, the words spilling like desperation over pink lips. "He's coming right back," she assured him, and that was hope talking. But he didn't immediately ask how she was here, alive, breathing, and not dead like his brother, and she was hopeful that maybe she was different in ways she'd never noticed when she looked in the mirror. Maybe he didn't know, and she ventured a smile. "Are you here with anyone?" she asked, making polite conversation and hoping to hear approaching footsteps really, really soon.