She wants to triumph over him. She wants to show off her power over him. She wants to touch him and never be touched, maddening him by holding herself just far enough away. To keep him coming towards her.
She wants to coldly cast him off, to prove she can make herself become everything to him - and leave him as nothing to her. She wants to be ice, in the frigid waters deep beneath the surface.
But the fish interfere. They start to swim all over, as though blocking her from Zack and Zack from her, as though purposely making a barrier between the two with their bodies. For a moment, anger is plain on Mercury's face.
He's so close, after all; he may not pay attention to it himself, but she knows what the cold temperatures are doing to his body systems, what the lack of air is doing to his lungs and brain. She needs just a little while longer.
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She wants to coldly cast him off, to prove she can make herself become everything to him - and leave him as nothing to her. She wants to be ice, in the frigid waters deep beneath the surface.
But the fish interfere. They start to swim all over, as though blocking her from Zack and Zack from her, as though purposely making a barrier between the two with their bodies. For a moment, anger is plain on Mercury's face.
He's so close, after all; he may not pay attention to it himself, but she knows what the cold temperatures are doing to his body systems, what the lack of air is doing to his lungs and brain. She needs just a little while longer.