Snippet #1407659

Kayla watched Vincent go, slightly torn, she looked at Henri and then out the door her eyes staring through the door as though she could still see Vincent "I won't take him," she said in a quiet voice still not looking at Henri her heart was heavy but she was glad that all was in the open. "May I go?" she asked but before Henri could answer she was moving out of the study. Gently she eased her Sensior to the front of her mind slowly, feeling Henri's strong emotions behind her, his disappointment was tangible but there seemed to also be a slight sense of panic, and confusion that made a raw and uncomfortable undercurrent.
She could feel Vincent somewhere before her his emotions full of anger, betrayal and what she thought might be self loathing. She walked out onto the porch and found him pressed against the wall fists clenched. She tried to sense if there was anything she could do, it seemed he was fighting with himself the blankness of his stare made her think he might be reliving some old nightmare-ish memory. Deciding to leave him be for the moment she joined him on the wall, pressing her back against it and sliding down to sit next to him. She settled her jacket and katana on her lap and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.
"Thank you for telling the truth" she said softly, a few moments later.