[ A faint shrug. Sometimes she wonders why people say things like that to her. As though she doesn't understand it, as though she hasn't lived her entire life holding on tightly to her perceptions, giving way where it was necessary to in order to survive, and protecting her sense of the world deep within. There are so few who seem to understand. And then there is Angel, who knows exactly what it is to be pushed deep deep into yourself. ]
Do you hate it that much, Steve?
[ A softness in her tone, no judgment. By god she can be the harshest and most judgmental when it comes to her warped virtues, but this is not such a topic and because it isn't she has very little emotion about it beyond a faint sadness that she can't make him happier.
But then, would he be the Steve Rogers she knows if he was. ]
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Do you hate it that much, Steve?
[ A softness in her tone, no judgment. By god she can be the harshest and most judgmental when it comes to her warped virtues, but this is not such a topic and because it isn't she has very little emotion about it beyond a faint sadness that she can't make him happier.
But then, would he be the Steve Rogers she knows if he was. ]