I'm just not comfortable right now with talking through why I'm feeling this way. It's like- if we tease it apart I'll have no choice but to just swallow it and pretend that I don't think what I definitely do think. I'm not gonna sit there and yell at you in person. But that was crazy dangerous and I think it would have fucked up his life for good, and I do think you allowed yourself to see more hope and promise in it than you should have because of very legitimate needs you have that aren't being met.
That doesn't make me mad at you or hate you, but- unless you have something radically new to tell me, I'm not shifting on that position.
[She does him one better: she washes her face and puts on a little makeup to hide the redness around her eyes, and to give herself a sense of things being back to normal.
When she sees him, she smiles for him, though she gives him a little more space than she normally does.]
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That doesn't make me mad at you or hate you, but- unless you have something radically new to tell me, I'm not shifting on that position.
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[She had thought she did when they were fighting.]
I still think you don't understand much about what I am. But...you know a lot about Credence, and magic. And I trust that.
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[Breathing out.]
Just. Walk slowly.
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[She does him one better: she washes her face and puts on a little makeup to hide the redness around her eyes, and to give herself a sense of things being back to normal.
When she sees him, she smiles for him, though she gives him a little more space than she normally does.]
I started reading 'cause of you.
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Can I like- give you a hug? Would that be okay?
[Heee doesn't know how to do this.]
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[She's already stepping toward him, already pulling him to her, and there's a hint of her supernatural strength in how she holds onto him.
Rest assured: Annie will hug even the most uncertain people as if they hug daily.]
We're okay. Okay?
[Maybe she's hard to understand, with how she muffles the words against his chest.]
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[He agrees, squeezing her tight in return.]
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Gonna make me cry.
[And when she looks up at him, her eyes are a little bright.]
What if I end up hating your favorite book? That seems like it'd be a big red line.
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[He points out, with a snort.]
I can live with some mixed reviews.