[She steps forward, right in front of him and looks him in the eye. Her eyes narrow and there's a spark in them - though it's one of frustration and anger rather than inspiration, even as tears prick the edges of her eyes.]
So what if you're like that?!
I don't want to hear those words from someone who - who did something for me and ended up like this because of it! It's not better this way...! You're suffering and you didn't deserve it!!
[And she acknowledges it and the tears spill over, even as she sniffs. But despite that, she maintains her ferocity.]
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So what if you're like that?!
I don't want to hear those words from someone who - who did something for me and ended up like this because of it! It's not better this way...! You're suffering and you didn't deserve it!!
[And she acknowledges it and the tears spill over, even as she sniffs. But despite that, she maintains her ferocity.]
Get mad at me.... Yell or something!
Don't give up so easily!