"That," she says, briskly and rather clippedly, using a tone she would never have dared take with him as a student, suddenly much more the politician than the nervous schoolgirl, "is completely mad."
Except in some ways it's not, and they both know it. Mad circumstances require mad actions- she remembers breaking into Gringotts all too well. But all the same...
She tries to articulate why it's such a bad idea. It's Dark, it's creepy, it's like something out of a bad gothic romance novel. It could go horribly, horribly wrong. It's just too much.
He wouldn't listen to any of it, would he? Half of it sounds like a criticism of his marriage, after all, which is the last thing she wants to get into.
"If something were to go wrong with it--" Well. That's no argument. If something were to go wrong, it would be her fault- assuming she agreed to help them.
Narcissa Malfoy has confirmed my suspicions regarding Bellatrix's intentions. She tightens her arms around herself, feeling very cold inside, looking away and thinking about just what Bellatrix's intentions towards Martha would be, feeling a little sick and remembering Malfoy Manor. She's very clearly torn. "There's no way you can get Hellsing to protect her." It's half-phrased like a question, but she knows the answer and that's obvious. This is a last resort.
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"That," she says, briskly and rather clippedly, using a tone she would never have dared take with him as a student, suddenly much more the politician than the nervous schoolgirl, "is completely mad."
Except in some ways it's not, and they both know it. Mad circumstances require mad actions- she remembers breaking into Gringotts all too well. But all the same...
She tries to articulate why it's such a bad idea. It's Dark, it's creepy, it's like something out of a bad gothic romance novel. It could go horribly, horribly wrong. It's just too much.
He wouldn't listen to any of it, would he? Half of it sounds like a criticism of his marriage, after all, which is the last thing she wants to get into.
"If something were to go wrong with it--" Well. That's no argument. If something were to go wrong, it would be her fault- assuming she agreed to help them.
Narcissa Malfoy has confirmed my suspicions regarding Bellatrix's intentions. She tightens her arms around herself, feeling very cold inside, looking away and thinking about just what Bellatrix's intentions towards Martha would be, feeling a little sick and remembering Malfoy Manor. She's very clearly torn. "There's no way you can get Hellsing to protect her." It's half-phrased like a question, but she knows the answer and that's obvious. This is a last resort.