[ It's precisely as would be expected, were she not hopeful for his sake that he might prove to have more sense than that. But that was not to be, and her frustration surges. 'I don't have a choice,' she wants to yell. 'I can't protect you from myself. I can't protect you from anything.' But she has never to this day truly raised her voice as loud as it could possibly be, and today is not yet the day in which she will do it. ]
[ No. When she speaks, when she begs, she doesn't do it loudly. It's quiet, it's desperate, her voice breaks. ]
You don't understand...!
[ There are tears beginning to well up in her eyes that she blinks through without realizing it, mouth trembling. ]
You don't-- [ Her breath rattles with her sharp inhale. ] I can't-- I can't.
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[ No. When she speaks, when she begs, she doesn't do it loudly. It's quiet, it's desperate, her voice breaks. ]
You don't understand...!
[ There are tears beginning to well up in her eyes that she blinks through without realizing it, mouth trembling. ]
You don't-- [ Her breath rattles with her sharp inhale. ] I can't-- I can't.