"Small choices," Gideon echoes. It feels kind of impossible. Like, aren't all her choices here limited anyway, just like they used to be? She can't leave, she can't speak to the people she most wants to speak to, she can't die--not and have it mean anything. But those are all the big things. The smaller scale... finding out the flavors she likes with Sagramore at his feast. Choosing outfits with Tally. Stuff that's about her, and only her.
It's weird to think about. All of the choices she's made for herself have been defiant, before. Calculated to piss someone, somewhere, off, and that's just another way to choose based on someone else. That--haptic feedback, the friction, the reaction, was a guidepost. You must be doing something right. Everyone is looking. "How do you know if you're choosing the right stuff?"
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Date: 2024-03-07 05:07 pm (UTC)It's weird to think about. All of the choices she's made for herself have been defiant, before. Calculated to piss someone, somewhere, off, and that's just another way to choose based on someone else. That--haptic feedback, the friction, the reaction, was a guidepost. You must be doing something right. Everyone is looking. "How do you know if you're choosing the right stuff?"