[Edward just stares for a moment or so. Ema had mentioned to him before that she had to argue against Klavier's desires for her never to speak to him again. But to know he actually had a reason to be wary... If he's hearing her correctly... Ema's admitting that their relationship reaches a far deeper level than it would appear. It isn't just chemistry. It's something stronger than that. ...love? Is that it? Is she saying that she loves him?
...then she keeps going. And though she doesn't finish her last sentence, it doesn't take a genius to understand just what she's implying. What can he say to that? Well, he isn't going to argue against her. Though droning wasn't exactly a fate Edward would have wished upon Klavier, the fact remains that he isn't particularly hoping for the rock star to return anytime soon. Though he's managed to redeem his actions over this past couple of months of captivity, a good person he is not.
Her talk of betrayal reminds Edward briefly of something she had said to him months ago. She'd demanded that he not act as though she doesn't understand how a dog-eat-dog world works. She'd resolved to be better than that. And in the end, Ema had come to realize that she was willingly betraying Klavier just by considering this. All thanks to Edward.
Just like a malignant narcissist, right? Not even realizing until just now that he isn't the only one in pain. And in some ways, her pain's even worse than his. He almost feels foolish, bringing a question like this to the forefront of what should have been an enjoyable evening. Still... better to get this out into the open now than to wait.
Eddie reaches out, placing a hand on her shoulder.]
...I really have made things difficult for you, haven't I? [His tone's apologetic, sympathetic, and self-deprecating all at once.]
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...then she keeps going. And though she doesn't finish her last sentence, it doesn't take a genius to understand just what she's implying. What can he say to that? Well, he isn't going to argue against her. Though droning wasn't exactly a fate Edward would have wished upon Klavier, the fact remains that he isn't particularly hoping for the rock star to return anytime soon. Though he's managed to redeem his actions over this past couple of months of captivity, a good person he is not.
Her talk of betrayal reminds Edward briefly of something she had said to him months ago. She'd demanded that he not act as though she doesn't understand how a dog-eat-dog world works. She'd resolved to be better than that. And in the end, Ema had come to realize that she was willingly betraying Klavier just by considering this. All thanks to Edward.
Just like a malignant narcissist, right? Not even realizing until just now that he isn't the only one in pain. And in some ways, her pain's even worse than his. He almost feels foolish, bringing a question like this to the forefront of what should have been an enjoyable evening. Still... better to get this out into the open now than to wait.
Eddie reaches out, placing a hand on her shoulder.]
...I really have made things difficult for you, haven't I? [His tone's apologetic, sympathetic, and self-deprecating all at once.]