[ She doesn't shy from the grip -- reaches out, hand ready, strong and tight. Not a little girl's grip. ]
I was off my A Game.
But it could have been worse.
[ Without Chris and Cassel, without the burst of violence, things might've been different. But they weren't, and she doesn't grieve. She doesn't have hope or faith here, and she doesn't particularly want to try. ]
[ In truth, she's jealous. He gets to leave, with most of his sharp, jagged edges intact. She should be so lucky to leave like he does. ]
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I was off my A Game.
But it could have been worse.
[ Without Chris and Cassel, without the burst of violence, things might've been different. But they weren't, and she doesn't grieve. She doesn't have hope or faith here, and she doesn't particularly want to try. ]
[ In truth, she's jealous. He gets to leave, with most of his sharp, jagged edges intact. She should be so lucky to leave like he does. ]