[Steven is right. She doesn't understand. If she wanted to, she might have asked what he felt he'd done so bad to warrant being lumped in with someone as monstrous as Jack. If she wanted to, she could insist that there were plenty of options for love -- the love between friends for example, the same love she'd offered the self (and societal) proclaimed monster of a best friend.
But she can't. She's tired, Steven and every other body Jack fills his bed with -- they only serve to exhaust her. Already, she wants this conversation to be over.]
If that's how you feel, I won't argue it.
[Eventually, though, Angel shakes her head. Despite her resentment of Steven, the selfishness she feels lays behind his decision to choose to be loved by a monster than not be loved at all, she'd made a promise. Jack had at least made a good faith effort to follow the rules she laid out. Not not repay the debt that she'd incurred for that would lead only to trouble.
Besides, if Jack caught wind of this conversation having occurred...]
No. That won't be necessary. However -- [Now is where she has to steal herself. She wants to be empathetic, just as much as she doesn't want to hurt anyone. It's a line that's next to impossible to walk.] -- I think it would be best if you did not come around. I believe the phrase is -- better the devil you know?
[Her fingers find 'Dora's fur. She buries them there, grounding herself in the non-judgmental warmth of her Sylveon.] Our tabletop meetings are different -- I won't ask you to give up your friends because of me. [Something she feels sets her apart from Jack, though she doesn't say that much aloud.] And... Maybe we can use that to build a bridge to something more.
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But she can't. She's tired, Steven and every other body Jack fills his bed with -- they only serve to exhaust her. Already, she wants this conversation to be over.]
If that's how you feel, I won't argue it.
[Eventually, though, Angel shakes her head. Despite her resentment of Steven, the selfishness she feels lays behind his decision to choose to be loved by a monster than not be loved at all, she'd made a promise. Jack had at least made a good faith effort to follow the rules she laid out. Not not repay the debt that she'd incurred for that would lead only to trouble.
Besides, if Jack caught wind of this conversation having occurred...]
No. That won't be necessary. However -- [Now is where she has to steal herself. She wants to be empathetic, just as much as she doesn't want to hurt anyone. It's a line that's next to impossible to walk.] -- I think it would be best if you did not come around. I believe the phrase is -- better the devil you know?
[Her fingers find 'Dora's fur. She buries them there, grounding herself in the non-judgmental warmth of her Sylveon.] Our tabletop meetings are different -- I won't ask you to give up your friends because of me. [Something she feels sets her apart from Jack, though she doesn't say that much aloud.] And... Maybe we can use that to build a bridge to something more.