She'd wondered, of course, about the pale line of scar tissue across his throat. They had a pact, though, unspoken but no less crucial for it; they didn't ask about the past, not without an invitation. Lux has secrets of her own, things she hopes Jason never learns, and she respects his need for secrecy in turn. But this she couldn't have fathomed.
"I don't—" she begins, the words pinched off as her face crumples a bit; distressed, angry and fiercely implacable. Hearing things from Jason's side all this time, she'd never liked Bruce, but now she hates him.
"Will you tell me, at least?" she quietly asks, and brushes away a tear before it can fall. If he's suddenly gone, how is she supposed to know the reason?
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Date: 2011-11-08 01:12 am (UTC)"I don't—" she begins, the words pinched off as her face crumples a bit; distressed, angry and fiercely implacable. Hearing things from Jason's side all this time, she'd never liked Bruce, but now she hates him.
"Will you tell me, at least?" she quietly asks, and brushes away a tear before it can fall. If he's suddenly gone, how is she supposed to know the reason?