[ It hadn't been a press to try, but Furiosa isn't surprised when Kimiko braces herself, hand over her throat. Furiosa doesn't know how long she's been silent or why. That's Kimiko's story to own and her story to share only if she wants to. Still, Furiosa watches, chin raised attentively.
For Furiosa, her silence was the single piece of her life she truly had control over for many years. She could never be forced to speak.
For Kimiko, it doesn't happen now. That's fine. Furiosa simply nods in a small movement, just the tiniest bob of her head acknowledging the try. She gets up and dutifully fills two glasses with water before placing them on the couch's side tables. She wanted to get something to soothe Kimiko's throat but mask it behind filling up one for the both of them.
Then, she goes back to signing with a blunt, unimpressed: ]
me now triple proofreading every tag to you
For Furiosa, her silence was the single piece of her life she truly had control over for many years. She could never be forced to speak.
For Kimiko, it doesn't happen now. That's fine. Furiosa simply nods in a small movement, just the tiniest bob of her head acknowledging the try. She gets up and dutifully fills two glasses with water before placing them on the couch's side tables. She wanted to get something to soothe Kimiko's throat but mask it behind filling up one for the both of them.
Then, she goes back to signing with a blunt, unimpressed: ]
This movie is stupid.