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lotte karsten {christine daaé} (still_lotte) wrote in bellumlogs,

She recognized Ella's voice, somewhere in the back of her mind, but Lotte's mind was in pure panic. She didn't respond, only looking at Trevor in her muddle of thoughts. He shouldn't have looked like that, he should be able to look at her and he should have been able to shower her face and not cover it like a...

There wasn't any need to look at the plaque or even ask him. Lotte knew. "You lied." It wasn't angry - only hurt and she stepped forward, hesitantly. "Why?"

Katya had lied too then - she'd said he hadn't worn a mask. It didn't matter in the grand scheme of things - Trevor had known her all along, she hadn't had to hide, she'd given him her tapes, she'd told him about being brought to the catacombs, she'd held his hand, and she'd given him Nyquil to help him sleep taken from his suggestion- It was too much, her mind couldn't stay still and her eyes began to itch. She couldn't start crying again. She couldn't.

"He's fine," Lotte called out, voice shaking. She wanted to close her eyes and look away from Trevor but couldn't. Her eyes tried to meet his and when they couldn't, she looked at the gaps between his fingers trying to piece it together though she was frightened. "He's a - he's a friend." Her throat closed on her and she swallowed, still staring at him. Then quietly, in a whisper she asked only him: "Who are you?"