Linden would be the first to assure her that intelligence has nothing whatsoever to do with certain frailties; he's living proof of that. Willpower, just like compassion and constitution, is a limited resource. Nill looks as ruined as Linden in both similar and contrasting ways, and he's familiar with (and sympathetic to) all of them. But he's talking about a different kind of care, maybe a futile one, but if the cards are played right, perhaps they can both survive just a little longer in a way that makes life worth living.
If she means what she said about Linden being the strongest person she knows, then logic dictates that she should trust him to protect her, along with all that's important to her. Linden's already settled on that conclusion, despite the danger and the fear, and the fact that his wiry, brittle body isn't good for all the literal and dramatic applications of protecting (he couldn't stop a flurry of bullets or stop a train, no matter how much he wishes he could.) His wits are about him, though, and he's got the advantage of being considered relatively harmless by many in positions of power.
Hell, a man just spent a night abusing him because he was so certain there would be no consequences. He stiffens almost imperceptibly under her brief touch, lots of deep and hidden injuries responding in shrill, keening ways to the fleeting caress.
He gives several slight nods at her written words, wordlessly thanking her for a promise he knows must be difficult for her to make.
"Do you have Candi's contact information? I guess I can get it from Stephen, but I feel I should send her a token of appreciation. With any hope, she'll be inspired to look out for you in the near future."
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If she means what she said about Linden being the strongest person she knows, then logic dictates that she should trust him to protect her, along with all that's important to her. Linden's already settled on that conclusion, despite the danger and the fear, and the fact that his wiry, brittle body isn't good for all the literal and dramatic applications of protecting (he couldn't stop a flurry of bullets or stop a train, no matter how much he wishes he could.) His wits are about him, though, and he's got the advantage of being considered relatively harmless by many in positions of power.
Hell, a man just spent a night abusing him because he was so certain there would be no consequences. He stiffens almost imperceptibly under her brief touch, lots of deep and hidden injuries responding in shrill, keening ways to the fleeting caress.
He gives several slight nods at her written words, wordlessly thanking her for a promise he knows must be difficult for her to make.
"Do you have Candi's contact information? I guess I can get it from Stephen, but I feel I should send her a token of appreciation. With any hope, she'll be inspired to look out for you in the near future."