[Even if she doesn't mean to, his words just make her cling tighter, surprised as she is by them.]
It's not - It's not your fault. [She trips over her words with how quickly she wants to reassure him that these tears.... they're inevitable. Because she's useless. Because she has more strength to cry than anything else.] It's never been your fault....
[It's not like he's cruel. He's never been cruel to her. Yet here she is, crying and... making him feel bad about it apparently. She pulls away slightly then, retracting one of her hands just so that she can quickly wipe at her face. No, these tears are only because she can never control her own emotions.]
I just - [The words die all too quickly.
I just want to be here for you. I just want you to smile again. I just wish that I could have the words to keep you from hurting.
Why can't she say them? Why can she never say what she truly feels? She tries, dear god, she tries-]
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It's not - It's not your fault. [She trips over her words with how quickly she wants to reassure him that these tears.... they're inevitable. Because she's useless. Because she has more strength to cry than anything else.] It's never been your fault....
[It's not like he's cruel. He's never been cruel to her. Yet here she is, crying and... making him feel bad about it apparently. She pulls away slightly then, retracting one of her hands just so that she can quickly wipe at her face. No, these tears are only because she can never control her own emotions.]
I just - [The words die all too quickly.
I just want to be here for you. I just want you to smile again. I just wish that I could have the words to keep you from hurting.
Why can't she say them? Why can she never say what she truly feels? She tries, dear god, she tries-]
I hate... that you're suffering.