[ That last part hits a nerve in her. The worthlessness, the reminder of her own helplessness, all that she's gone through to be who she is now, it strikes her in the worst way possible. Mary stands up quickly so that she's face to face with him, looking him dead in the eye. There's some irritation in her voice, but it doesn't seem like she's of any danger to him. ]
Stop saying that! You're not trash— you're not worthless! Why would you think that?
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[ That last part hits a nerve in her. The worthlessness, the reminder of her own helplessness, all that she's gone through to be who she is now, it strikes her in the worst way possible. Mary stands up quickly so that she's face to face with him, looking him dead in the eye. There's some irritation in her voice, but it doesn't seem like she's of any danger to him. ]
Stop saying that! You're not trash— you're not worthless! Why would you think that?