[ It's always about what she wants, isn't it? As if it's that easy. As if she's allowed to have any of it. Her expression wavers, her alarmed dismay turning into something frustrated, messier and harder to read.
After a moment, she shakes her head. But then- ]
I don't know... I don't know, but...!
[ Her voice is ragged and shaky in a way that has nothing to do with her needing a breath. ]
I can't do it like this. I can't...
[ Like this. Whatever that means. It's the truth but it's impossible to read anything from it even so. ]
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After a moment, she shakes her head. But then- ]
I don't know... I don't know, but...!
[ Her voice is ragged and shaky in a way that has nothing to do with her needing a breath. ]
I can't do it like this. I can't...
[ Like this. Whatever that means. It's the truth but it's impossible to read anything from it even so. ]
S-so... please don't ask me again.