#janeyrps

There was a lot the marshals didn't know about her. Little things like how she'd played soccer as a kid until a knee injury had taken her away from her favorite game or how her favorite color was yellow and how her favorite movie had been her inspiration for her career. Or, well, the career she'd been forced to give up when she entered witness protection. The things they knew about her were analytical at best, her real name for example, one that she thought about often, one that she almost used when introducing herself to people. It was hard to remember that she was no longer Paloma. "Well," she managed to look up at him and wondered what to tell him and why he wanted to know. Though the answer was clear as she twirled their fake ring with one hand. That was why--he was supposed to know these things about her. "I'm allergic to strawberries," she told him but it felt strange to settle on that. "Christmas is my favorite holiday." She nodded finally. "I used to go all out, you know how all the shops start putting all the decor out early on and people just think who on else is buying all of this? That was me. The lights, the fake snow, the candy canes. I never get sick of it."

*shifty eyes* I don’t know what you’re talking about….

maybe just a tongue warning?

Of all the things to say, that was the last thing she expected from him and her expression came off as stunned, her inner turmoil suddenly becoming very clear to anyone that looked at her. Did she feel safe in the sector? That wasn't something she was sure of, but would she feel safer beyond those walls? Hell, she didn't even want to go when she was forced to and here he was presenting the idea of leaving. Would they even let them? "Do you think that's possible?" She put a shaky hand on top of his, focusing on them together rather than his face. She didn't want him to see the hesitation there as she played out the scenarios in her mind.

Cameron was quiet for a long time, bottom lip between her teeth as she outweighed the pros and cons. Nate knew her well enough to allow them to sit in silence, his presence reassuring all the worries in her head the way he always seemed to do. He was good at that, making her feel better about herself in the middle of a situation that she wasn't good at handling. Witnessing someone get taken away by the zombies and leaving her nearly traumatized, being exhausted and over worked and underfed because rations were dwindling. Around Nate she didn't feel so worried all of the time, so sad or angry or tired or scared. It wasn't the sector, it was him.

"I feel safer with you." She answered finally. "And if that's out there-- if it's not here...then I'll follow you. I trust you."

sdjnfsjkfnsdj i ended up replying to your ask privately i’m sorry i’m a worm!! but besides from jessica jones, is there a particular project of Terry you’d like me to focus on?