[ Alexandrie drops her head and presses her face into her knees. He cannot understand her; the part at the center of everything, and he cannot understand. She looks up, looks like she is fraying at the edges again. ]

He did it for nothing but fun, he not only lied and revealed it but revealed it through public shame and horrors, and I am damned.

[ And her face goes back into her knees. ]

Why must what hurts me make sense to you before you care for it. You tell me to tell you what I need and make me say it and say it and say it and each time I do you fight me instead.