[Okay, now she turns around to look at him, the deep scowl on her face clear as day even in this wretched fog.]
Me!?
[He cannot be serious right now. If she was the one who did not want him around, and she sure as hell does not, then what does that make him? Why must he put the onus on her when he clearly feels the same? Typical Cidolfus move, that one. The fucking hypocrisy.
She had tried, but the pettiness in his own voice had done something to her. Twisted that deep knife deeper, pouring salt on an already fresh wound.
He should be angrier. He should be the one in her place because he is the one who put her here, and it is infuriating that he is not.
He deserved that splash, as far as she is concerned.]
You were the one who...
[Left. Both times.
But before that thought can stray any further away from her, she reels it right back, trying to shrug off that anger that he goaded out of her.]
I was here first.
[Well, at least she dispelled that horrible, awkward silence that hung between them.]
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Me!?
[He cannot be serious right now. If she was the one who did not want him around, and she sure as hell does not, then what does that make him? Why must he put the onus on her when he clearly feels the same? Typical Cidolfus move, that one. The fucking hypocrisy.
She had tried, but the pettiness in his own voice had done something to her. Twisted that deep knife deeper, pouring salt on an already fresh wound.
He should be angrier. He should be the one in her place because he is the one who put her here, and it is infuriating that he is not.
He deserved that splash, as far as she is concerned.]
You were the one who...
[Left. Both times.
But before that thought can stray any further away from her, she reels it right back, trying to shrug off that anger that he goaded out of her.]
I was here first.
[Well, at least she dispelled that horrible, awkward silence that hung between them.]