[ The moment he stops, she knows a mistake's been made. She just about runs into him, but now, that look. That tone.
Don't you dare pity me. It's different from Isabella's stubborn pride, the kind that keeps her from accepting money from her or Ashton but still, the intensity--
It's one she thought she'd never see again. It keeps her frozen to the floor. ]
I... I see. You really feel strongly about this, don't you? [ We. Us. He's living somewhere where others are doing this, too. The thought of it makes her sick. ] Far be from me to...speak in ignorance.
[ Usually, she knows she's coming from the right perspective. Right now, she knows she's coming from the right perspective. But speaking of death, war -- it's, maybe today, something she can't argue. ]
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Don't you dare pity me. It's different from Isabella's stubborn pride, the kind that keeps her from accepting money from her or Ashton but still, the intensity--
It's one she thought she'd never see again. It keeps her frozen to the floor. ]
I... I see. You really feel strongly about this, don't you? [ We. Us. He's living somewhere where others are doing this, too. The thought of it makes her sick. ] Far be from me to...speak in ignorance.
[ Usually, she knows she's coming from the right perspective. Right now, she knows she's coming from the right perspective. But speaking of death, war -- it's, maybe today, something she can't argue. ]