[She doesn't actually turn to look at him until he shifts himself back to the child form... and for a moment, she looks alarmed, almost panicked. She takes a step back, but then her face settles back into the familiar sneer.]
Are you really this pathetic? After what she did to you?
[The momentary glimpse of fear seems to have subsided, and she does an oddly childlike skip toward him, still smiling as she leans toward him. She doesn't acknowledge or accept the hand.]
I guess it makes sense. You embraced the people who did that to you because you told yourself you deserved it. You make apologies for a manager who sent you off on an impossible mission to die.
[She pulls back and finally acknowledges the extended hand, smirking down at it with a dismissive scoff.]
You let people hurt you, and use you to hurt other people, because you really think that's the closest to love you deserve. No wonder she's the best you can do.
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Are you really this pathetic? After what she did to you?
[The momentary glimpse of fear seems to have subsided, and she does an oddly childlike skip toward him, still smiling as she leans toward him. She doesn't acknowledge or accept the hand.]
I guess it makes sense. You embraced the people who did that to you because you told yourself you deserved it. You make apologies for a manager who sent you off on an impossible mission to die.
[She pulls back and finally acknowledges the extended hand, smirking down at it with a dismissive scoff.]
You let people hurt you, and use you to hurt other people, because you really think that's the closest to love you deserve. No wonder she's the best you can do.