Oh, yeah. I remember. Forgive me if you want, don't forgive me if you want, as long as it's something you want to do, not for anyone's sake. I think that's where I was.
And I told you that you haven't even done anything that would make me consider forgiving you. I don't care if I never see you again, Jinx. You're the one who keeps dragging this into something it's not.
(if this was a cartoon, that would be the exact moment steam would come off her ears. she doesn't want to be forgiven, mind you, but his lack of insight bothers her. she could have easily killed him, snapped him like a stick, and yet, she didn't. she spoke to flynn, not only once, but twice. to solve, to negotiate.
she even has said she would protect him in case it was so needed.
his forgiveness means nothing, neither does flynn's, truthfully. yet, it doesn't make her feel good when the word anything leaves his mouth. it takes so much self-control not to jump him, her breath caught in her throat as she stands up.
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[Baffling. He really can't wrap his head around it.]
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(a shrug. it's up to him at the end of the day.)
Anyways, where were we?
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she even has said she would protect him in case it was so needed.
his forgiveness means nothing, neither does flynn's, truthfully. yet, it doesn't make her feel good when the word anything leaves his mouth. it takes so much self-control not to jump him, her breath caught in her throat as she stands up.
she owes him absolutely nothing.)