[She gives him a measured look, through the haze of smoke and the smell of tobacco. Couldn't. Interesting choice of words. Not wouldn't.
Couldn't.]
Was it?
[Would she say it was her decision to join INTERPOL, to stop the man who had been her brother once? Would she say that it really was all done freely?
She's thought on this. The roars say no, the whispers say yes. She's yet to decide. Now that all of her criminal life is official and on file, there's no way she could go back. She lost it and made something new out of an old life.
But it had been under a threat, at first. Matters of choice became too complicated quickly.]
no subject
Couldn't.]
Was it?
[Would she say it was her decision to join INTERPOL, to stop the man who had been her brother once? Would she say that it really was all done freely?
She's thought on this. The roars say no, the whispers say yes. She's yet to decide. Now that all of her criminal life is official and on file, there's no way she could go back. She lost it and made something new out of an old life.
But it had been under a threat, at first. Matters of choice became too complicated quickly.]