#wordweavers November 11: Share a line from your WIP where silence communicates more than dialogue could.
Trinity felt his grip suddenly tighten and she was pulled into his embrace. She felt herself shiver with excitement unexpectedly, but it died instantly with his words as he held her in his grip. “Your clan’s tyranny is done. I can not abide, my son, being raised in moral ambiguity. Do you understand me?”
She looked up and into his blue eyes. In a whisper, “Yes.”
Her scent reached him in their extreme closeness. “Woman, you’re unbelievable.” He released her and stepped quickly away and pointed at her. “You need to find someone to answer your drive other than me.”
She smiled. “I have, actually.” She motioned towards the mansion and turned to walk in that direction. “You should meet him.” She looked back at John. “He’s like you.”
John queried, “An uplift.”
“And a soldier like you.”
John had seen other uplifts in the Dream, most were Lupinoids and never enhanced with cybernetics or wetware. The only other people he had ever known with such were LeJoansey’s race and there were very few of them. He glanced at her for she had gone quiet and rather than press her for the wolf’s name, he settled for walking in silence.
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