He says he'll do anything he can to help, and this is the Coop that she's always loved. Whatever it is that's going on with Raleigh, she's certainly starting to alienate the people around her, but Sylvie knows he'd still walk through fire for her. She knows that Raleigh is a bit in love with Coop, she can hear it in her voice and see it in her face every time she talks about him, and Sylvie can't help that there's a tiny bit of her wondering if Coop feels the same way. She knows this is just the kind of guy he is, but she wouldn't be all that surprised if it was influenced by other feelings as well. She's been trying to tell herself for months that it's not her place to have any thoughts about this at all, but she's beginning to realise that this is always going to be part of her. Coop was it, she's pretty sure, and she's never going to be able to let that go.
He leaves to go and get pizza, and the smell is a welcome distraction when he re-enters the room. Quickly, she gets up to open the door for him so they can head outside. The last time she'd been out here had been interesting to say the least, but she swallows that down. Raleigh, she reminds herself, is why she's here. Maybe they can deal with their own shit later.
"Veggie," she says without needing to think about it. She's not so much a vegetarian as she just prefers less meat in her diet. "I have a question," she starts, "and I need to be clear that I'm asking because I'm... hors de ma profondeur... more than anything else." There are times the French still comes easier for her, where she can't be bothered rooting around in her brain for the correct English words, and she knows that Coop will keep up. He always did. "Is there any way I can protect myself?" She's not asking to protect herself from Coop, she's asking because she's learning that there are people like Nerium, things like whatever might be happening to Raleigh, things like what she went through in the past that she doesn't want to ever happen again. And maybe there's a way for good magic to counteract the bad; she'll never know unless she asks.
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He leaves to go and get pizza, and the smell is a welcome distraction when he re-enters the room. Quickly, she gets up to open the door for him so they can head outside. The last time she'd been out here had been interesting to say the least, but she swallows that down. Raleigh, she reminds herself, is why she's here. Maybe they can deal with their own shit later.
"Veggie," she says without needing to think about it. She's not so much a vegetarian as she just prefers less meat in her diet. "I have a question," she starts, "and I need to be clear that I'm asking because I'm... hors de ma profondeur... more than anything else." There are times the French still comes easier for her, where she can't be bothered rooting around in her brain for the correct English words, and she knows that Coop will keep up. He always did. "Is there any way I can protect myself?" She's not asking to protect herself from Coop, she's asking because she's learning that there are people like Nerium, things like whatever might be happening to Raleigh, things like what she went through in the past that she doesn't want to ever happen again. And maybe there's a way for good magic to counteract the bad; she'll never know unless she asks.