The answer comes immediately and without hesitation, and Eleven looks at Aziraphale calm and quiet, like that's not at all unusual for a 14 year old.
And then she looks down at the cake, but her thoughts are elsewhere. And calmly, though a little more stilted than before, as though her mind scatters and balks:
"My fault. The Mind Flayer... is after me. And... after me, it will... kill all my friends."
Quiet again, for a moment, before she adds:
"And then... everyone else."
She looks back up then, brown eyes lost and sorrowful. It's not her own death that saddens her, her own death is something she was willing to accept several times over now, and she will gladly put herself on the line for those she loves. Has done it, would do it again. It's the implication of her death that has her scared and needing to get back though; the fact that what killed her will goafter everyone else she loves next.
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The answer comes immediately and without hesitation, and Eleven looks at Aziraphale calm and quiet, like that's not at all unusual for a 14 year old.
And then she looks down at the cake, but her thoughts are elsewhere. And calmly, though a little more stilted than before, as though her mind scatters and balks:
"My fault. The Mind Flayer... is after me. And... after me, it will... kill all my friends."
Quiet again, for a moment, before she adds:
"And then... everyone else."
She looks back up then, brown eyes lost and sorrowful. It's not her own death that saddens her, her own death is something she was willing to accept several times over now, and she will gladly put herself on the line for those she loves. Has done it, would do it again. It's the implication of her death that has her scared and needing to get back though; the fact that what killed her will goafter everyone else she loves next.
"What... does noble mean?"