Re: [Recovery: Marta & Hannah]
Marta hadn't put much thought into it, didn't really know enough to see that she and Hannah had layered similarities between them. The results were far from identical, but there were still points where the two of them intersected. Maybe that was the basis of the slightly odd friendship that Marta felt might be growing between them. She could... she did consider Hannah her friend now. Not for very long, and not very deep - not yet. But there was a connection there, it felt like to her. And sure, Marta's ideas of what was okay were skewed too, especially in relation to herself. But she would likely be next in line behind Si to disapprove of Hannah's ex treating her badly. She didn't have that information, might not ever, but she would likely stand fierce against anyone choosing to harm Hannah. As much as she was able to, at least.
And if someone asked her, she would almost definitely say that Hannah was pretty. She didn't have a face that would be chosen to model or to be splashed across media, but her features held a softness and a sweetness that Marta considered to be beautiful. Beyond that, with no more talk about prettiness or Si's type, she thought they understood each other as well. Marta was the type you warned others about, nudged them away from, and if she'd known that Hannah thought differently... if she'd known that Hannah expected more interactions... if she'd known that Destiny was at all involved... well, she couldn't run away, exactly. But she would have set herself a strict resolution to stay far away from Si. No forums, no talking, definitely no meeting. As it was, her resolution was about two-thirds of the way there already.
She looked out the window as Hannah snapped the photos, her expression distant and a little calm as she watched a fat bee bumble around the coned centers. She smiled when it bumped against the window and dopily changed directions, and was so focused on its path that she didn't realize that there were photos being taken of anything other than the pink petal expanse outside the windows.
With the tiniest sigh, she pulled her attention back to the tablet, back to Hannah, and nodded.
he is. and nice but sometimes cranky.
That earned a fond little smile though. She knew the harsher parts of Seven's personality, knew that he could be (and sometimes was) dangerous. But she'd also seen him asleep with a tiny Sawyer on his chest, his broad hand protectively over her back, the softest thing she could ever imagine. And, like the way Hannah's sweetness made her beautiful in Marta's eyes, Seven was especially handsome even past his looks.