[... Okay, those potions sound more useful than she had been imagining. But.
But.
The moment is right there, the perfect invitation to rage and bitterly spit about what has been done to her. She wants to. She wants to so badly. But every time she has attempted to decry another shardbearer... rarely has it been that she felt heard and not dismissed, or written off as too cruel, too hardline, too medieval in her thinking. And that had been others, not Sebastian Michaelis, not the demon who seemed to take sadistic pleasure in making sure half the people who supposedly cared about her... cared about him just as much, or more.
She's afraid, in some pathetic part of herself, that even though this man decries demons now... That the time will come when he too comes to think that the demonic beast that had forced an eye into her head was just too interesting to give up--]
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But.
The moment is right there, the perfect invitation to rage and bitterly spit about what has been done to her. She wants to. She wants to so badly. But every time she has attempted to decry another shardbearer... rarely has it been that she felt heard and not dismissed, or written off as too cruel, too hardline, too medieval in her thinking. And that had been others, not Sebastian Michaelis, not the demon who seemed to take sadistic pleasure in making sure half the people who supposedly cared about her... cared about him just as much, or more.
She's afraid, in some pathetic part of herself, that even though this man decries demons now... That the time will come when he too comes to think that the demonic beast that had forced an eye into her head was just too interesting to give up--]