"I'm not—" really a person to be sorry for, she wants to say, but bites her tongue before she finishes. Flagellating herself doesn't help and she knows it, even if she can't actually always stop herself doing it. So she sighs and shrugs a shoulder as she rephrases, "I was something people went through just as often as I went through shit. Being an Avatar sucks like that."
She watches the way he rubs at that scar, and shifts in her seat a little. Twenty-one, half the age she is now—depending on what number you use. A part of her can't not think shit, you were practically a kid, even if she knows better. "I never. Asked. Never felt like a good idea. Not enough to be worth it when I was there. How do you even— he called you a pet. We—you—never went anywhere. And you just..."
She gestures vaguely, with a noise that isn't a growl but still has the animal quality that most of her wordless reactions do.
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"I'm not—" really a person to be sorry for, she wants to say, but bites her tongue before she finishes. Flagellating herself doesn't help and she knows it, even if she can't actually always stop herself doing it. So she sighs and shrugs a shoulder as she rephrases, "I was something people went through just as often as I went through shit. Being an Avatar sucks like that."
She watches the way he rubs at that scar, and shifts in her seat a little. Twenty-one, half the age she is now—depending on what number you use. A part of her can't not think shit, you were practically a kid, even if she knows better. "I never. Asked. Never felt like a good idea. Not enough to be worth it when I was there. How do you even— he called you a pet. We—you—never went anywhere. And you just..."
She gestures vaguely, with a noise that isn't a growl but still has the animal quality that most of her wordless reactions do.