[She doesn't know him. She doesn't know his name. He's a stranger.
But.... But she can't stand it - to be told that he considers himself an idiot or weak. Someone who's weak wouldn't drink something that he's unsure about just because someone else told him to, because he thought that he owed that person a favor. It hurts her heart. She wants to tell him that that was strength. That he's already stronger than her.
The words won't come out of her mouth though. She curses her stupid pride.
Why does she never know what to say?
Why... is he reassuring her? She sniffs and clenches her hands into fists at her sides, keeping his gaze even as the tear trails stain her face.]
Sh... Shut up, I'm not--
[She is though. She's crying because this was her fault. Someone she doesn't even know - someone kind - got in this mess because of her.]
.... Just.... don't call yourself an idiot or weak again!
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But.... But she can't stand it - to be told that he considers himself an idiot or weak. Someone who's weak wouldn't drink something that he's unsure about just because someone else told him to, because he thought that he owed that person a favor. It hurts her heart. She wants to tell him that that was strength. That he's already stronger than her.
The words won't come out of her mouth though. She curses her stupid pride.
Why does she never know what to say?
Why... is he reassuring her? She sniffs and clenches her hands into fists at her sides, keeping his gaze even as the tear trails stain her face.]
Sh... Shut up, I'm not--
[She is though. She's crying because this was her fault. Someone she doesn't even know - someone kind - got in this mess because of her.]
.... Just.... don't call yourself an idiot or weak again!
I won't stand for it! I hate liars....!