Re: Eddie's Kitchen: Muerte / Eddie
[She knows he's moving closer, and it should earn a retreat of somesort on her part. But she sighs and tips her face up again at his entreating 'look', chin balanced on knee once more as she watches his approach. And then she shakes her head.] The rules own everyone. [It's a surprisingly rigid thing for a concept to say. But it's something that has been a part of her since the very very beginning, and even though she finds herself tied to the hotel now, it's still hard to see past such an ingrained thing.
But she also knows that stepping into another door once made her human. Entirely, imperfectly human, dying of pneumonia and poison running through her blood. And a thing like that wasn't meant to just happen. ...Or maybe she just wanted to find an excuse. A loophole that would allow her to smile and laugh and be friends with a crazy turned-around man who treated her just a little bit differently than anyone else ever had. But the thought of Destiny's awkwardly offered compassion was still fresh enough in her mind. The one brother that could know about what might become a disasterous spiral. So even though her resolve was crumbling, she still shook her head.] You can't know that that'll work. I'm still me when I'm here. [Her. With whatever this was creeping in and holding onto her mind.]