[ You don't build a life around one person. It doesn't even bear her telling him how he should give himself this precise advice, when he knows. All the misdirected words tossed at every juncture when the weapons should be pointed directly at one's own heart, but where would the fun be in that? Like this, they are both tossing knives in the air all while hoping the blades will somehow ricochet and find their rightful marks. It's true of her too. Aren't you reason enough for him to hold on to his life? Different words for the exact same thing.
She knows that look he wears by now. Like a dog baring its teeth, having ceased its barking to prepare itself for the bite. It doesn't cow her. ]
"She'd still fail"?
[ How pessimistic a statement. The disapproval is clear in her voice. How self-defeating. She would loathe to hear anyone speak of her that way. ]
If she's like you think she is -- [ Good. The epitome of goodness. Perfection. She knows how he sees Elena. ] -- then she'll make the right choice no matter what.
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She knows that look he wears by now. Like a dog baring its teeth, having ceased its barking to prepare itself for the bite. It doesn't cow her. ]
"She'd still fail"?
[ How pessimistic a statement. The disapproval is clear in her voice. How self-defeating. She would loathe to hear anyone speak of her that way. ]
If she's like you think she is -- [ Good. The epitome of goodness. Perfection. She knows how he sees Elena. ] -- then she'll make the right choice no matter what.