[He has a point, which makes it worse. She doesn't like being reminded of how much she talks in circles - how much the mental spiralling can turn into verbal spiralling, too. Or, given how she's starting to pace, into physical spiralling.]
[She rakes both hands back through her matted hair, grinding her teeth. Part of her wants to take the cycle the rest of the way - attack him again, get her ass handed to her again, die and wake up and feel like shit. It wouldn't achieve anything, but then again, none of this is going to achieve anything regardless.]
[Eventually, she turns on her heel and flops down on a nearby wall, still fidgeting, scratching at her wrists and the backs of her hands. Her glare is sour and impatient, but she does seem to have decided to change tack a little, at least.]
Okay, fine. What do you think we've got in common, besides both being crazy? I'm all fucking ears.
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[He has a point, which makes it worse. She doesn't like being reminded of how much she talks in circles - how much the mental spiralling can turn into verbal spiralling, too. Or, given how she's starting to pace, into physical spiralling.]
[She rakes both hands back through her matted hair, grinding her teeth. Part of her wants to take the cycle the rest of the way - attack him again, get her ass handed to her again, die and wake up and feel like shit. It wouldn't achieve anything, but then again, none of this is going to achieve anything regardless.]
[Eventually, she turns on her heel and flops down on a nearby wall, still fidgeting, scratching at her wrists and the backs of her hands. Her glare is sour and impatient, but she does seem to have decided to change tack a little, at least.]
Okay, fine. What do you think we've got in common, besides both being crazy? I'm all fucking ears.