[She draws her legs up onto the couch, resting her forehead on them for a moment, giving in to the urge to hide her face and avoid eye contact - but only for a moment. Then she looks up again.]
If you don't feel safe with me, then-- then that's your feelings, and I'm not gonna tell you you're wrong. I can tell you I wouldn't hurt you. I can tell you I would protect you from somebody else - anybody else. And I'm not laughing at the violence. Not in the way you mean.
But Barge dying is different from regular dying where you don't come back to life, and I can't think of it the same. I just can't. I'm not gonna tell people it's not that bad, or that they gotta get over it, or-- nothing like that. But for me, my feelings-- I don't get worked out about it anymore. And I don't lecture people about it, not even the real violent fuckers. I try to look at things like a violent fucker would instead, 'cause I have been a violent fucker before and I know how it is.
[Spam]
[She draws her legs up onto the couch, resting her forehead on them for a moment, giving in to the urge to hide her face and avoid eye contact - but only for a moment. Then she looks up again.]
If you don't feel safe with me, then-- then that's your feelings, and I'm not gonna tell you you're wrong. I can tell you I wouldn't hurt you. I can tell you I would protect you from somebody else - anybody else. And I'm not laughing at the violence. Not in the way you mean.
But Barge dying is different from regular dying where you don't come back to life, and I can't think of it the same. I just can't. I'm not gonna tell people it's not that bad, or that they gotta get over it, or-- nothing like that. But for me, my feelings-- I don't get worked out about it anymore. And I don't lecture people about it, not even the real violent fuckers. I try to look at things like a violent fucker would instead, 'cause I have been a violent fucker before and I know how it is.