?
Kol's emotions jumped a gambit of ranges as Hope
spoke.? His hands tightened on the wheel of the car as he forced himself to
remain focused on the road while his mind struggled to take in each outrageous
twist and turn of the story.
?
?
The only part he didn't completely mind was the
need to separate from his siblings, because it meant that Klaus could no longer
dagger or control them ever.? He had to admit that did have an
appeal.? Still having some...thing inside of him probably wasn't worth it,
tempting as it felt.? Besides, apparently it didn't last
anyway.
?
?
?
At the conclusion he opted for levity, turning to
grin at Davina, taking one hand from the wheel to lightly squeeze her thigh
before returning it to its task of steering the car.
?
"Well at least we survived it, Babe," he
drawled.
?
"So the worst didn't happen."
?
?
His expression became somber as soon as he finished
speaking, because he knew if Hope had returned to change things,?their
survival?could likewise change were they not careful.? But they would
be.
?
?
"Of course we're opting for keeping this thing in
the box," he said, including Hope and Davina in a brief glance before returning
his steady gaze frontward again.
?
"Hell if her own mother killed her, she'd either
really really bad or her family is like ours," he quipped.
?
He just couldn't help it.
?
"Hope...Did you ever understand what she wanted,"
he asked, somehow needing to turn his mind toward as many options or plan B's as
possible in case fate was fate and she still got out of the damn
box.
?
"It's a pity we can't just travel back before she
became the hollow and end it before she was so powerful," he added half to
himself, knowing how unlikely that was, but still, plan C was at least a
direction of thought that could perhaps be reapplied if necessary.
?
?
He knew ordinary people would have far more trouble
grasping this, but his life had already been full of such insane magical events
that on some level he was only mildly surprised. Filled with dread, of course,
but surprised, only mildly.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my
bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my
head.
Hugin