[ She moves then, darting around him to place herself between him and the tall gate that leads down the mountain, her hands outstretched to still his retreat. Her expression is firm and stubborn, a challenging light in her eyes. ]
That's not happening, Shizuo. There is nothing you can say that will change what I think of you.
What is it? What is so bad that you must hide it from me and lie about it? What? Do you think me a fool, naive for being so blind to someone like that? Weak, for letting it happen to me? For not knowing that it was coming? Did it make you angry? Afraid? Do you think there is anything so terrible that it might have made you think, made you feel, something that I have not already have felt or thought myself?
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[ She moves then, darting around him to place herself between him and the tall gate that leads down the mountain, her hands outstretched to still his retreat. Her expression is firm and stubborn, a challenging light in her eyes. ]
That's not happening, Shizuo. There is nothing you can say that will change what I think of you.
What is it? What is so bad that you must hide it from me and lie about it? What? Do you think me a fool, naive for being so blind to someone like that? Weak, for letting it happen to me? For not knowing that it was coming? Did it make you angry? Afraid? Do you think there is anything so terrible that it might have made you think, made you feel, something that I have not already have felt or thought myself?