She sits on that urge to tell him just that, to piss off, that it's none of his fucking business, that the show's over and it's time for him to go away and leave her alone; It's not his fault. She isn't angry with him.)
Yeah, (is her clipped response. Still working on lowering those hackles.) I thought–
(After what happened in Antiva... she mutters,) Thought we were getting somewhere. But obviously not.
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She sits on that urge to tell him just that, to piss off, that it's none of his fucking business, that the show's over and it's time for him to go away and leave her alone; It's not his fault. She isn't angry with him.)
Yeah, (is her clipped response. Still working on lowering those hackles.) I thought–
(After what happened in Antiva... she mutters,) Thought we were getting somewhere. But obviously not.