[ And there it is, a reaction that bleeds through any impassive, controlled demeanor he might have otherwise shown her. Before she can feel satiated by that victory, however small, she feels the breath knock itself out of her lungs in furious, indignant disbelief. ]
(It happened. It was real for me.)
[ How could she be expected to forget, to wipe away the memory as though it had been a nightmarish daydream? She scoffs, incredulous, but it gives way to the ferocious need to wound him just as gravelly as he's emotionally injured her. ]
(At least I didn't try to kill someone I claimed to care for. I suppose that makes you more like Luke Skywalker than you thought, doesn't it. You're no better than he is.)
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( It happened. It was real for me. )
[ How could she be expected to forget, to wipe away the memory as though it had been a nightmarish daydream? She scoffs, incredulous, but it gives way to the ferocious need to wound him just as gravelly as he's emotionally injured her. ]
( At least I didn't try to kill someone I claimed to care for. I suppose that makes you more like Luke Skywalker than you thought, doesn't it. You're no better than he is. )