[ Julie has perhaps never looked so unimpressed in her life. To her ears, these just sound like bullshit excuses, and he doesn't even respect her enough to come up with halfway decent ones. She cocks her hip and, somehow, sounds even frostier. ]
So let me get this straight. You didn't try harder to help me when I was in a dungeon because you were thinkin' about yourself. You wanted to go back to a place that we know for a fact has tortured at least one person, for yourself, even though I begged you to stay away because they threw me in a dungeon. Even though you knew I've watched people turn their back on me when I needed 'em, so you knew how it would feel for me. And now, you want me to just forgive you because you miss me?
[ The door opens further, so that she can lean into her anger, physically advance on him with a furor that almost seems to make her six inches taller. ]
How would you feel if I left you locked in a cell? If I left you locked in a cell because I wanted to go shopping? If I turned my back when you were callin' me through the bars? And now you think I should just take you back because you want it? Fuck you, Lloyd Henreid. I'm not your fuckin' mommy or therapist, it ain't my job to make you feel better when you do wrong. I have been doin' nothin' but cleanin' up other people's messes since that guy busted us outta the dungeon, and I'm fuckin' tired, and you don't even have the basic human decency to really apologize and mean it? You ain't sorry. You just want me to stop bein' mad.
[ By this point, her finger is actually touching his chest, stabbing repeatedly as she speaks. ]
Newsflash, asshole, I'm still mad! Do you even care about me? Just like, as a person? Because Nadine came here and apologized with her whole heart, but here you are, with nothin' but excuses and a half-assed "I'm sorry", like you ate the last slice of cake without offerin' me any. Guess what, Lloyd? You don't get to have your cake and eat it too. I have not survived two end-of-the-worlds to be treated like shit by the likes of you, and I am not about to start now!
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So let me get this straight. You didn't try harder to help me when I was in a dungeon because you were thinkin' about yourself. You wanted to go back to a place that we know for a fact has tortured at least one person, for yourself, even though I begged you to stay away because they threw me in a dungeon. Even though you knew I've watched people turn their back on me when I needed 'em, so you knew how it would feel for me. And now, you want me to just forgive you because you miss me?
[ The door opens further, so that she can lean into her anger, physically advance on him with a furor that almost seems to make her six inches taller. ]
How would you feel if I left you locked in a cell? If I left you locked in a cell because I wanted to go shopping? If I turned my back when you were callin' me through the bars? And now you think I should just take you back because you want it? Fuck you, Lloyd Henreid. I'm not your fuckin' mommy or therapist, it ain't my job to make you feel better when you do wrong. I have been doin' nothin' but cleanin' up other people's messes since that guy busted us outta the dungeon, and I'm fuckin' tired, and you don't even have the basic human decency to really apologize and mean it? You ain't sorry. You just want me to stop bein' mad.
[ By this point, her finger is actually touching his chest, stabbing repeatedly as she speaks. ]
Newsflash, asshole, I'm still mad! Do you even care about me? Just like, as a person? Because Nadine came here and apologized with her whole heart, but here you are, with nothin' but excuses and a half-assed "I'm sorry", like you ate the last slice of cake without offerin' me any. Guess what, Lloyd? You don't get to have your cake and eat it too. I have not survived two end-of-the-worlds to be treated like shit by the likes of you, and I am not about to start now!