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Detention, Depths of the Castle, Wednesday

The good news for everyone in detention was that there wasn't any sign of singing going on on the island today, so everyone could be spared from any further embarrassing admissions that they'd rather not have made.

The bad news was for everyone in detention was, well, they were all still in detention. But surely, it was getting easier to deal with over time?

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"You know and I know that the talking won't last," Eve said. "That you'll move on to other things. And as the woman who shoved you out her hoo-ha, it's my prerogative to say it took however long I feel like saying."

Of all the times for Eve's spirit to return.

Savannah shook her head and cast a knock-back spell on Eve as she pulled away. "Now, you know that it's rude to talk like that to people. It's one of the things that got you tossed in here in the first place."

"I wasn't going to suck up to some crazy bitch and deny everything I was," Eve said, falling against the wall. "I'd never denied myself before, and I wasn't about to start."

But maybe she should've, a little voice in her head said.

"So being imprisoned is better than that?"

"At least I've stayed true to myself," Eve said. "I'm not lying to myself every damn day."

At least, not about that.

"I know exactly who I am and what I can do." Savannah looked at her and then smiled slowly. "I've been very true to myself."

"You haven't been very true at all if you think Umbridge is anything other than a crazy, power-mad bitch who doesn't deserve to be called a witch," Eve said. She knew she'd pay for saying these things, but... it felt good to say them.

The reaction was immediate with a force bolt into Eve's side.

A quarter of the usual strength that was usually used on that spell.

Eve whimpered, tears springing to her eyes instantly despite the mild strength of the spell.

"You shouldn't talk about our leader like that," Savannah warned her quietly.

"She's not my leader," Eve said. "She's not and never will be. And if she's your leader, then... then you're no longer my daughter."

And that would be the last of Eve's sanity well and truly breaking.

Savannah felt something fracturing within her at Eve's words.

"Don't say something that you will regret one day," Savannah said too softly.

"Tell me," Eve challenged. "When will I regret it? When I die in here alone?"

"When you don't."

"I'm going to die in here, baby girl," Eve said, her eyes distant now. "I'm one of the strong ones and even I can't hold on forever."

She didn't want to hold it together anymore.

Savannah let her hands go cold as she called up an ice spell so that she could grab Eve's hands.

"You will not," she said softly in Latin under the spell that she was carefully weaving. "You will not die in here."

Eve's brow furrowed in confusion at that. What did Savannah mean by that? Surely her daughter -- and she was still her daughter, always would be -- wasn't going to do anything to help her. Her daughter had proven her loyalties, after all.

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Detention, Depths of the Castle, Wednesday

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