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CHAMBERS, samara b. (tracelines) wrote in pandorarpg,

The answer to that question was wholeheartedly 'no.' She hadn't thought of that at all and maybe she was overreacting to this, but when it came to secrets and sneaking around Samara was nothing if not on edge. She had her own secret she'd been keeping for years, from the person she held most dear, not to mention that his very profession was keeping secrets from everyone. She knew very well what it was like not to know things from Eli, but she also had known things and she'd wiped their existence from his memory in certain ways completely against his will. Secrets would always be something that did not sit well with her.

But this did not feel right. Good intentions or no, she did not feel like she should have been in the dark on this one. Not when she was ripping apart at the seams. "Because I wouldn't have felt so fucking alone!" she screamed in response to his final question, not anger pulling it forward this time but fright. She was shaking again and she shot up out of the chair for no particular reason but to be moving at that point. She wrapped her arms around herself in a tight hug, the sleeves of his shirt dangling limply past her hands, and began wandering around aimlessly in the study.

She had still not really processed what he had said, so now that she was moving, her brain was working more freely. The cogs turned and finally it clicked and she wheeled around to face him. "How similar?"