[ After so many sessions in which he'd refused to betray anything, so many weeks of prying and begging for the tiniest scrap of information, this outpouring is almost too much to take in. She listens, rapt, doing her best to process and analyze everything he says on the fly.
Too much. There's certainly too much to respond to it all. But a flicker of triumph, of victory, makes her eyes light up when he mentions Agent Texas. It worked.
It had worked. Maybe not exactly in the way she'd imagined, but the Director...
Well. The Project had been halted. And hopefully, some pain and suffering had been avoided. ]
...Thank you, sir.
[ She pauses, watching him. Hearing what had happened is one thing (assuming, of course, that it's all true at all), and it's certainly better than not knowing. Still, that doesn't tell her what the Counselor thinks of the whole thing.
But he'd told her the facts. Maybe his opinion on top of it is too much to ask. You're a good soldier, he'd said. She has to believe that he means that.
She nods, and this time, she lifts her chin proudly. ]
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Too much. There's certainly too much to respond to it all. But a flicker of triumph, of victory, makes her eyes light up when he mentions Agent Texas. It worked.
It had worked. Maybe not exactly in the way she'd imagined, but the Director...
Well. The Project had been halted. And hopefully, some pain and suffering had been avoided. ]
...Thank you, sir.
[ She pauses, watching him. Hearing what had happened is one thing (assuming, of course, that it's all true at all), and it's certainly better than not knowing. Still, that doesn't tell her what the Counselor thinks of the whole thing.
But he'd told her the facts. Maybe his opinion on top of it is too much to ask. You're a good soldier, he'd said. She has to believe that he means that.
She nods, and this time, she lifts her chin proudly. ]
Thank you for telling me.