Emberwood [m] You already know that it's hard to find gold in this crap disco

Reverie was a little startled by that, if only because she hadn't expected to hear it from Dusty Rose. I don't care what anyone else thinks, She said simply, pressing her nose to his cheek. And she really didn't. Everett had hurt her, Abel and Klaus were scarce, Reina and Tybault were gone, the others were children or hardly more than that; whose opinion was there to consider?

Only Dusty Rose's, as far as she was concerned, so it was a relief when he voiced his agreement. But if he was really so concerned with the opinions of others...

But if - if you're worried about what people might think - then you should be more worried about how being with me will reflect on you, Her ears lowered slightly as she said it, and she withdrew to meet his eyes. You saw how they treated me at Swiftcurrent Creek. It's because - because - I wasn't good to them. When I lived there. Because... when I care about someone as much as I care about you, I... I do terrible things for them.

And I'm not even sorry, Reverie confessed, voice falling to a whisper. She hadn't been. Not until long after, and even then she sometimes wondered if it wasn't only regret that she had done those things, in the end, for the wrong person. Someone who would not stay. And I won't be. Not as long as it means you'll stay.