[ She grits her teeth. For the first time in a long, long while, her emotions did a complete flip to a rarely-used setting.
She was angry. She'd felt annoyed, she'd felt exasperated, but she couldn't even remember the last time she'd felt truly angry, if she ever even had. She trembles, her teeth clattering together, and her hands curling into fists at her side. ]
Don't tell me it's not up for debate.
You...you keep saying you know what's best for me, that you'll be the one to protect me, but...you don't. You don't know at all. You made that decision before, back in the Facility, and do you know what happened? You turned into a monster. You let yourself get infected with black blood so you could fight better, but it nearly drove you insane. You were training how to kill people under a man...a horrible man with no empathy, and I don't think he was even human. He...asked you for body counts each week...
[ The tears start welling in her eyes, pouring down her cheeks, and it seems a lot of her anger has already faded into sadness once more. ]
I can't...I can't trust you as much as I'd like to. Homura...I'm not...a god. I don't h-have endless patience, endless sympathy...if you want my trust, you will...h-have to earn it back.
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[ She grits her teeth. For the first time in a long, long while, her emotions did a complete flip to a rarely-used setting.
She was angry. She'd felt annoyed, she'd felt exasperated, but she couldn't even remember the last time she'd felt truly angry, if she ever even had. She trembles, her teeth clattering together, and her hands curling into fists at her side. ]
Don't tell me it's not up for debate.
You...you keep saying you know what's best for me, that you'll be the one to protect me, but...you don't. You don't know at all. You made that decision before, back in the Facility, and do you know what happened? You turned into a monster. You let yourself get infected with black blood so you could fight better, but it nearly drove you insane. You were training how to kill people under a man...a horrible man with no empathy, and I don't think he was even human. He...asked you for body counts each week...
[ The tears start welling in her eyes, pouring down her cheeks, and it seems a lot of her anger has already faded into sadness once more. ]
I can't...I can't trust you as much as I'd like to. Homura...I'm not...a god. I don't h-have endless patience, endless sympathy...if you want my trust, you will...h-have to earn it back.