Somehow, Lucy didn't think it could be that simple. There was no better explanation for it that she could come up with off the top of her head, but Mathias was too sensible for that, and it seemed to her like it would be a pretty fucking difficult thing to just imagine someone with a bow and arrow. Maybe there was no danger now, but there had been, leaving her torn between scooping Sam up and carrying her inside and running off into the jungle in search of whomever had posed a threat, however momentary. She'd always been good at going headlong into danger.
"You know, this place likes to screw with people's heads," she said, as calmly as she was able, though there was a tension in her shoulders that she couldn't shake, an inherent need to stay on guard. She'd lost too much recently to lose anything else, too, no matter what the cost was of keeping the people she cared about safe. "It could... I don't know. Be the island playing tricks, maybe."
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Date: 2012-03-08 07:26 am (UTC)"You know, this place likes to screw with people's heads," she said, as calmly as she was able, though there was a tension in her shoulders that she couldn't shake, an inherent need to stay on guard. She'd lost too much recently to lose anything else, too, no matter what the cost was of keeping the people she cared about safe. "It could... I don't know. Be the island playing tricks, maybe."