Date: 2021-02-13 11:32 pm (UTC)
coquettish_trees: (ouch)
[ Now she rustles nervously, unhappily. ]

Why will you not let me say I do not know. I do not want to be on my feet pacing, or frowning, or any such thing when Bastien arrives because then he will think that it is him when it is not. If I knew what it was that makes me need to be reassured constantly that I am—

[ Ah. She looks down, silent for a moment as she fidgets with the cloth of the robe, and then begins softly again. ]

Why did you make me fight so hard, for so long? I was desperate for you to love me, begged of you to love me, and now... perhaps I am afraid you have only acquiesced.

You and Bastien found each other and grew something new and precious together and I am a jagged remnant— I— did you not want— [ finally she looks up, and when she continues it is small and plaintive. ] Why would you not fight for me?
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