helen magnus, m.d. d.t.c.x.b. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lifelines) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} marinanova, |
[ she notes the changes in the atmosphere around them, regret curling around her for a moment before he answers her question. curiosity changes to intrigue and then to surprise and then to horror. each expression is but a whisper upon her face, though the latter is tainted with a faraway tint to her eyes. it's gone in an instant as she returns her gaze to him and reacts instinctively, as though he were will or henry... or perhaps even ashley, one of her own rather than someone she had only known for a matter of days.
she reaches one hand for his shoulder, as much to stop him from leaving as it is to offer him comfort. she may not know all of the details surrounding this "borg," but she can make a few educated guesses. and as far as the hive-mind mentality, it sounds frighteningly familiar. ]
I've known something far too similar. [ and for another instance, the pain she usually can control and keep hidden flashes across her face. where ashley is concerned, even in passing, she can't control her emotions, and this explanation nearly mirrors ashley's situation. ] I won't pretend to understand what you've been through, what the Borg really is and does. [ and one of those educated guesses is that jean-luc has been part of the borg, as has seven. it would be one of the only reasons she could see that seven would feel the need to send helen to jean-luc for an explanation rather than giving it herself. ] But if it's anything like...
[ she stops for breath, the pain written clearly on her face. she never talks about ashley. so far in the prison, she's been able to get away with pretending she didn't have a daughter, but now... well, she feels perhaps it's time. and since jean-luc has given her another insight into his past, she can give him the same in return. ]
If it's anything like what Ashley went through... [ there aren't words for it and so she purses her lips, shaking her head, and finally moves to offer him something she doesn't give to many people, something she hasn't offered since james, since ashley, since the other people she has loved died. but in this instance, she feels perhaps there's more to be said in action than in words.
so without saying anything else, she moves to wrap her arms around him, crossing a million barriers they've set up between them, ones she swore she would never break, ones that rebekah had told her it was okay to break. if he pulls away at any point, she'll let him move away from her. it is entirely up to him if he will allow this embrace... but she finds herself hoping he will. ]