- 25 Jul 2019, 13:07
Jodie took a breath. A breeze passed, and she took a moment to enjoy it. Whatever was happening in the house, she didn't care right now; for this moment, she was going to let go of her fears and simply enjoy being alive. Even if it wasn't for much longer.
"The reason Nathan didn't punish me is because he sees my value, just as Astrid sees yours." She looked to him then, offering a small smile and stepping to him, but not quite into touching distance.
"Your entire life, you have worked hard to be the best sniper there is, to become a necessity on any team, to be irreplaceable. I have done the same, Simon. I am the master of webs and weaves, I know secrets, I can manipulate situations...but better than that, I know how to talk. I know what to pick out of conversations. Sure, at times I stutter a bit in unprofessional circumstances...but I know my value in this. Mistress Iver did take her anger out on me instead of you, but it could have been far worse; she's known me for a long time."
"She may be angry at me for a while but I know already what to say. I refused to put myself under the imperious; I serve the Ivers, and I cannot do so fairly and unbiased without a choice. I may do things she finds irritating or that go against her order, but in reality, I am only doing what I feel is lesser of the two evils. If I at least have my own automatism, I can at least make an attempt to refuse. Willingly helping Mr Iver secure the house is a fair price to pay if it means I don't risk being made an empty vessel to commit murder with."