It's like someone flips a switch, and she goes from zero to rage in the blink of an eye. She even takes a step forward, so she can snarl at him more effectively. ]
Why does everyone keep talking to me like this?! I'm so sick of being told how to feel! Like I was ever going to give up in the first place! When have I ever said I was going to do anything like that?
I'm just tired! [ this part pitches up sharp, an aching complaint. ] But I don't need to keep being told over and over and over not to give up. That I have to live for the dead. I know.
[ she's lost volume steadily, and by the end her voice is quiet. ] I'll go soon. Just ... I know, okay? I know.
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It's like someone flips a switch, and she goes from zero to rage in the blink of an eye. She even takes a step forward, so she can snarl at him more effectively. ]
Why does everyone keep talking to me like this?! I'm so sick of being told how to feel! Like I was ever going to give up in the first place! When have I ever said I was going to do anything like that?
I'm just tired! [ this part pitches up sharp, an aching complaint. ] But I don't need to keep being told over and over and over not to give up. That I have to live for the dead. I know.
[ she's lost volume steadily, and by the end her voice is quiet. ] I'll go soon. Just ... I know, okay? I know.