... [Ardyn's free hand briefly came up to his face where he'd been slapped twice now. More than he'd expected, less than he probably deserved.]
It irritates me to no end. She's so convinced that her only value is in what she can do for others, as though her life has no meaning past being used to her last breath and discarded. And she won't listen when I tell her what that is going to end in.
[The pen abruptly stopped twirling, Ardyn's hand curling around it like the hilt of a dagger.]
...I look at her, and I see exactly the same qualities you do. Sacrificing all that she has for a world that treats her like she's worthless, refusing to simply be even the faintest bit selfish. 'As long as I'm the one suffering instead of someone else, it's fine.' 'If I was able to help even one person, it doesn't matter what happens to me.'
[The pen was laid on the table a little too harshly underneath Ardyn's left hand; it was that or stab it right into the surface.]
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It irritates me to no end. She's so convinced that her only value is in what she can do for others, as though her life has no meaning past being used to her last breath and discarded. And she won't listen when I tell her what that is going to end in.
[The pen abruptly stopped twirling, Ardyn's hand curling around it like the hilt of a dagger.]
...I look at her, and I see exactly the same qualities you do. Sacrificing all that she has for a world that treats her like she's worthless, refusing to simply be even the faintest bit selfish. 'As long as I'm the one suffering instead of someone else, it's fine.' 'If I was able to help even one person, it doesn't matter what happens to me.'
[The pen was laid on the table a little too harshly underneath Ardyn's left hand; it was that or stab it right into the surface.]
It's sickening.