[ Len has a point, honestly. That's mildly irritating.
He makes himself look at Len, mouth twisting. Then he sighs, thinking of a flickering candle flame to calm himself. ]
You wanna know what the truth is? Truth is, I don't hate you. Not you you, and not the other you. Well, maybe sometimes. He's frustrating.
But we were also friends. Mostly. [ He looks down again. ]
He wanted me to stay with the Rogues. But he was one of the reasons why left. Don't get me wrong; I don't regret reforming. I only wonder what would've happened if he'd actually talked to me instead of lashing out or acting like -- like... a clingy ex.
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He makes himself look at Len, mouth twisting. Then he sighs, thinking of a flickering candle flame to calm himself. ]
You wanna know what the truth is? Truth is, I don't hate you. Not you you, and not the other you. Well, maybe sometimes. He's frustrating.
But we were also friends. Mostly. [ He looks down again. ]
He wanted me to stay with the Rogues. But he was one of the reasons why left. Don't get me wrong; I don't regret reforming. I only wonder what would've happened if he'd actually talked to me instead of lashing out or acting like -- like... a clingy ex.
[ Beat. Somewhat uncertainly: ] Not literally.