First Watch
You've been sitting with Syn for a while, fingers still interlinked. You're pretty sure she's asleep, with how she's breathing.
Her feathers are so soft...
You force the thought from your mind. That kind of thinking is at best stupid, and at worst exploitative. You were the first person she ever received kindness without a catch from (save for her sister), and you just helped her escape her captors. Obviously she thinks she has a crush on you. But that's probably just the adrenaline talking. There's no way someone like her would catch feelings for someone like you. You're too...
Strange, Unlikable, Bloodthirsty, Awkward, Obsessive, Good-for-Nothing, Ugly-
You're not her type.
And even if you were (which, you're not), it would be taking advantage of her during a very vulnerable time. If she's anything like you, the first few months are going to be an adjustment. And it won't be a pretty one.
Nowhere near as pretty as her...
Oh great. You have a crush on her, nice going Harriet. This is a disaster.
What are you even supposed to do about something like this? How can you be expected to navigate this maze of ethics and trauma while being an unstable mess of a human being yourself? Love stories don't go well for people like you. Either of you.
You wish Dr. Grant was here.