( no. he is searching for the falter, the tiny thrill in her heartbeat, the slight tense in her body that could give her away. no — it’s not a lie, her rejection isn’t a silvery falsehood or if it is he can’t detect it. Matt had fallen for her so quickly because she never lied to him, everything she said she meant so vividly. turns out he was so enamored with her honesty he never stopped to think about what she might not be saying.
he could waffle on whether her denouncement related to trying to convince him at the behest of Stick or playing at being in love with him if she hadn’t clarified herself. Matt swallows, heavily. it should make him feel better, that she had cared, at least limitedly. so why doesn’t it?
Matt turns away from her, because he knows how much he’s giving away with his expressions, and he hates it. he’s too wounded to tell her that he never wanted her gone, that he spent weeks wondering if she’d come back and how they could find a way through it when she did. it never happened and they’d never had a chance but he’d have taken her back if she’d even for a moment seemed like she still wanted that life together they’d dreamed of. they could have found a way, he’d been so sure... before the weeks pulled away into months, then years. )
You never came back. I was living my life. It’s been years, Elektra. ( she says she watched him, for Stick or herself, he’s uncertain of which. but that implies distance, and “coming back” implies much closer proximity. )
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he could waffle on whether her denouncement related to trying to convince him at the behest of Stick or playing at being in love with him if she hadn’t clarified herself. Matt swallows, heavily. it should make him feel better, that she had cared, at least limitedly. so why doesn’t it?
Matt turns away from her, because he knows how much he’s giving away with his expressions, and he hates it. he’s too wounded to tell her that he never wanted her gone, that he spent weeks wondering if she’d come back and how they could find a way through it when she did. it never happened and they’d never had a chance but he’d have taken her back if she’d even for a moment seemed like she still wanted that life together they’d dreamed of. they could have found a way, he’d been so sure... before the weeks pulled away into months, then years. )
You never came back. I was living my life. It’s been years, Elektra. ( she says she watched him, for Stick or herself, he’s uncertain of which. but that implies distance, and “coming back” implies much closer proximity. )