[And what a gift he gives her, perhaps without even realizing it, just by knowing. It's a concept she's never found easy to explain, even after so long, the terrible choice her grandfather made and how it still could be reconciled with what the Speakers believe, with their vows. Too easy to look at the situation and simply see them turning away a vampire, as if that made any difference.
But Trevor has known Speakers, and he proves it like this, with the way he instantly intuits and understands. It makes her want to cry, almost, but that's probably just the catharsis and the blood loss.]
We risked everything because history had to remember that there was once a woman that Dracula loved. Not a rumor, not a suspicion. We knew we had to preserve her, forever, so that the future would always know.
[Her shoulders tremble; she turns her head and buries it in Trevor's shoulder, a soft little noise escaping her throat.]
He had leaves in his hair, when I found him. He was filthy...I didn't know, then, why he was hiding his wound from everyone. I had promised him I wouldn't ask.
[She swallows hard.]
You told me that once, do you remember, that I coddle him. And you were right. I've been watching him be torn apart and having to sew him back together again since the day that I met him.
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[And what a gift he gives her, perhaps without even realizing it, just by knowing. It's a concept she's never found easy to explain, even after so long, the terrible choice her grandfather made and how it still could be reconciled with what the Speakers believe, with their vows. Too easy to look at the situation and simply see them turning away a vampire, as if that made any difference.
But Trevor has known Speakers, and he proves it like this, with the way he instantly intuits and understands. It makes her want to cry, almost, but that's probably just the catharsis and the blood loss.]
We risked everything because history had to remember that there was once a woman that Dracula loved. Not a rumor, not a suspicion. We knew we had to preserve her, forever, so that the future would always know.
[Her shoulders tremble; she turns her head and buries it in Trevor's shoulder, a soft little noise escaping her throat.]
He had leaves in his hair, when I found him. He was filthy...I didn't know, then, why he was hiding his wound from everyone. I had promised him I wouldn't ask.
[She swallows hard.]
You told me that once, do you remember, that I coddle him. And you were right. I've been watching him be torn apart and having to sew him back together again since the day that I met him.