[ She doesn't answer right away, distracted by the sight of him, how damaged he looks. It takes a moment for her to remember what he means by that -- her promise. But she remembers, and anger floods her expression again. ]
I should. I should goddamn kill you.
[ She doesn't though. Instead, she backs away, confused by the rush of her feelings. Sitting down on the edge of his mattress, she covers her face in her hands for a moment. Her voice is muffled when she speaks again. ]
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I should. I should goddamn kill you.
[ She doesn't though. Instead, she backs away, confused by the rush of her feelings. Sitting down on the edge of his mattress, she covers her face in her hands for a moment. Her voice is muffled when she speaks again. ]
You're a fuckin' coward, y'know that?