【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui 第八章：破碎 Broken(11)
Her hands paused as they came to rest on my pauldrons, purposefully too, and I realised she was silently asking permission. She, a xeno witch, an Eldar who may have seen the rise and fall of whole worlds, was asking permission, and for some reason that struck me so utterly unbelievable that I was stunned for a moment.
Why, was the only thought in my mind. Why was she doing this? Why was she like this? Why was she so unlike anything the rectoresses of the convent had taught us about the Eldar race?
I was so stunned that I didn’t recoil at her touch this time, and she took it as silent assent to begin carefully removing my armor. Her hands were quick and efficient as she detached each piece with the ease of someone who had done it many times before, which I found curious.
Why was this creature so concerned with helping me? The question burned in my mind as I felt myself give in a little and sullenly enjoy having the weight of my armor delicately and precisely removed. And why, most importantly, am I letting her?
Why, was the only thought in my mind. Why was she doing this? Why was she like this? Why was she so unlike anything the rectoresses of the convent had taught us about the Eldar race?
I was so stunned that I didn’t recoil at her touch this time, and she took it as silent assent to begin carefully removing my armor. Her hands were quick and efficient as she detached each piece with the ease of someone who had done it many times before, which I found curious.
Why was this creature so concerned with helping me? The question burned in my mind as I felt myself give in a little and sullenly enjoy having the weight of my armor delicately and precisely removed. And why, most importantly, am I letting her?
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