[The shout is punctuated by her slamming a fist through one of the mirrors beside them. She doesn't even seem to register the action, or the sudden rush of tears flooding her eyes, she just continues snapping.]
All I've ever done is hurt people. I reveled in it. And when I finally thought I didn't need to anymore, when I finally tried to-
[She trails off, and in that moment she seems to realize what she just did. She hastily pulls her hand back and stuffs it into her shabby, zombified robes. Her voice is more even, more like the normal sneer she usually presents, but she can't quite seem to meet his eyes anymore.]
I know what I am, Avatar. I know what you really think of me, and I have no use for your pity. It nauseates me.
cw:self-injury, blood
[The shout is punctuated by her slamming a fist through one of the mirrors beside them. She doesn't even seem to register the action, or the sudden rush of tears flooding her eyes, she just continues snapping.]
All I've ever done is hurt people. I reveled in it. And when I finally thought I didn't need to anymore, when I finally tried to-
[She trails off, and in that moment she seems to realize what she just did. She hastily pulls her hand back and stuffs it into her shabby, zombified robes. Her voice is more even, more like the normal sneer she usually presents, but she can't quite seem to meet his eyes anymore.]
I know what I am, Avatar. I know what you really think of me, and I have no use for your pity. It nauseates me.