Killing Eve
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He quickly invites her to Rome, and when she says she wont sleep with him, he smiles.
He doesnt want to touch things; he wants to watch them.
He doesnt want to eat food; he wants to watch it being eaten.
What did it mean, what did it mean?
You dont know if youre telling the truth or not?
asks Eve, scrambling in the dark for some sort of emotional handhold.
Villanelle says she doesnt know, and this at least seems honest.
You dont feel anything?
Eve tries again, with the clearfor mesubtext crackling behind it.
I feel things when Im with you, Villanelle insists.
Whats true is whatever is most interesting, until it isnt.
This seems unlikely, given how openly and dramatically unstable they make each other.
Carolyn asks Eve three questions, first about Villanelles behavior and then about Eve herself: Any escalation?
The answers are yes, yes, and yes on both counts.
Shes not a stupid woman, so she has to know theyre throwing matches at a powder keg.
She isnt ready to quit this addiction, or the way it makes her feel.
Or maybe all of them.
You dont want to talk to them, touch them, sleep with them?
No, he says.
Villanelle knows hes surveilling her, too, just like Eve is.
And why not, when its always both true and a lie?
Why not mean everything, when its so much more interesting?
What do you want?
Niko asks as Villanelle brandishes a knife.
