Presence of Mind, Absence of Body

Twilight’s nervous. She has nine moons left. Nine. She isn’t just going to make it, she’s going to be fine. More than fine. This has become easy. It’s become normal.

She looks at Sombra across the table. He’s focused on his dinner and a manual on some technology. The smoke around him is almost nonexistant. It’s time. They need to talk about this.

“So, um…. Sombra… I was thinking…”

He glances up.

“Since I’m… you know, comfortable and you know me, ah, pretttyyy well by now, I was wondering if I could visit my friends?”

He frowns, “No.”

She expected that, so she tries again. “Please? I wont run away, I’ll be back before it’s dark, and I won’t have sex with any of them.”

He raises an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by her comment. “Uh… still ‘no’.”

Twilight tries another approach. “I… will have sex with them?”

Sombra’s face reddens slightly. “This isn’t about sex. You are too valuable for me to let you wander.”

She frowns. “Oh, come on. It’s exactly about sex. I could be helping you with your magic research but ‘you don’t trust me’. That’s bullshit and we know it. You, for whatever reason, aren’t interested in my magic. You only keep me locked up so you can fuck me. Which I’m okay with. I’ll come right back and we can fuck like animals.”

He takes another bite. “I captured you. You are my slave. You will stay here.”

She frowns. “I certainly didn’t feel like your slave when I had my fingers halfway up your ass last night and you were begging me to…”

Sombra’s face grows even more red. “That’s different!”

She rolls her eyes. “Is it? Look, we’re not captive and captor. I’m not your sex slave. I’m not… we’re not… well, we’re more than that. We have something, okay? And I’m not going to run away from it… not yet at least… so please.”

Twilight feels heavy and sad. “I haven’t seen my friends in twenty one moons. I miss them. I’m desperate. You can watch if you want. But you also don’t have to. You know I haven’t tried to escape. You know I haven’t tried to steal the magic back. I know it’s useless. I know you’d find me. More to the point, you promised you wouldn’t hurt them and you’ve stuck to that. I’m not willing to risk their safety. I know you would hurt them if I ran away. Please… Please. I need this.”

He swallows a bite. He thinks. She waits. He frowns. “I’m not willing to let my hubris compromise me. I know you aren’t… mine.”

She smiles, sadly. “I know. But I’m not trying to ask your pride. I’m not lying to you. I’m hoping that… somehow… you feel a level of friendship with me. I am not your mindless toy, and I wont ever be. I’ll always have my own wants and needs. My own mind. But that’s okay, because right now in this thing, you can trust me. Please, not on your pride. But on your love.”

Sombra frowns. He seems unsure.

Twilight smiles, hopefully. This is more than she’s gotten before. Every other time he’s shut her down without a thought. The conversation has never gotten this far, and he’s never actually considered it. This time, he is.

“I’ll think about it… I suppose it might be cruel to keep you locked in here for as long as I have.”

Twilight blinks, shocked at his statement.