She does as told, and scans the room, and has a slightly strange reaction.
She relaxes, taking a breath as if blowing out all the tension in her small body, leaving only enough to keep her upright. She murmurs something that sounds close to either a prayer of thanks or a reassurance to herself, under her breath in German.
"Is it over for you?" she asks. "Did you win?"
It's a secret she hates keeping that she doesn't like her father. She finds him distasteful, and painful to be around--conditioned response, that--and though she loves him because she is his child and he does provide for her (and she's too young to do much else) Sinthia holds no affection for Johann. She still remembers the experiments on her when she was younger. It's hard to get past that.
no subject
She relaxes, taking a breath as if blowing out all the tension in her small body, leaving only enough to keep her upright. She murmurs something that sounds close to either a prayer of thanks or a reassurance to herself, under her breath in German.
"Is it over for you?" she asks. "Did you win?"
It's a secret she hates keeping that she doesn't like her father. She finds him distasteful, and painful to be around--conditioned response, that--and though she loves him because she is his child and he does provide for her (and she's too young to do much else) Sinthia holds no affection for Johann. She still remembers the experiments on her when she was younger. It's hard to get past that.