[The words burst out of him more harshly than intended. He doesn't want to scare her even more, but hearing her say something like that scares him. Immediately, he tries to sand the edges of his reassurance.]
I could never think of you as a monster. You're my Bella-babe. Nothing else. I promise.
[The word comes out plaintively, like she's trying to reassure him, not that she's in any position to do such a thing. It's nothing more than reflex, really, a reaction to such an adamant tone. Who is she, if not the kind of woman who will tear herself down to appease everyone around her? And that he could call her his in any capacity, she can't help wondering how she could possibly deserve such a thing.
Belladonna is certain she was born only to be cast away.]
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[The words burst out of him more harshly than intended. He doesn't want to scare her even more, but hearing her say something like that scares him. Immediately, he tries to sand the edges of his reassurance.]
I could never think of you as a monster. You're my Bella-babe. Nothing else. I promise.
I'm almost there, okay? Almost!
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[The word comes out plaintively, like she's trying to reassure him, not that she's in any position to do such a thing. It's nothing more than reflex, really, a reaction to such an adamant tone. Who is she, if not the kind of woman who will tear herself down to appease everyone around her? And that he could call her his in any capacity, she can't help wondering how she could possibly deserve such a thing.
Belladonna is certain she was born only to be cast away.]
I'm, I'm sorry. Thank you so much.