repressings: <user name="goldsteins">, DNT (54)
Credence Barebone ([personal profile] repressings) wrote in [community profile] sixthiterationlogs 2017-04-06 06:36 pm (UTC)

Credence is quick to shake his head, and it's with such fervor that for a brief moment after he stops he feels dizzy, like all the air is rising from his body in a tingling manner. This is strange, he feels vulnerable, and even though Rory's voice is kind, Credence can't really say he's pleased anyone is looking at him this exposed. He hugs into himself, though he's not quite sure that's what he wants.

"No one has, here," he says vaguely, and that's about as comfortable as he gets before repeating the same thing: "you can't tell anyone. Please." Then they'll know --they'll know Credence isn't who he is. They'll know Credence is wicked and undeserving of anything. He likes it here, he likes it in the village, because his mother isn't here and he has friends and he doesn't want to ruin it.

So he clears his throat, puts on a brave face, and nods at Rory about the bandages. Rory really is kind, helping him, asking him, and that at least puts his mind at ease. He has to focus on that.

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