[ she says it quietly, somewhere between him asking her the first question and Sweeney being in love with her. she thinks she understands now. getting rejected is something else that's new. she's usually the one doing the rejecting. and wow does it feel shitty. how had she missed the signs?
because she's turned into a fucking fool. the kind who foolishly believed she'd been brought back by a potion that needed blood from someone who loved her but didn't really. not the same someone who was on the barge, even though he'd become more than just some fuck buddy.
she was the fucking fool who left herself open to the charm of some Southern gentleman after a breach fucked with her head. Raylan talks about lists but she knows he's got lovers. she's tempted to ask where she ranks in it.
but with all the doubt running through her head of never being worth something to someone, she knows better than to think she even deserves any kind of real happiness. ]
I don't agree. He's fucked up and broken and that's not what he's looking for. Not from me. He's just looking for an escape like the rest of us. Maybe try and smooth over whatever guilt he feels about me or what he did because Wednesday made him. After he died, it didn't fucking matter anymore.
[ a pause ]
Look, I know the confines of what we decided to be and the breach played with that. I'll understand if you think you need to change those perimeters.
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[ she says it quietly, somewhere between him asking her the first question and Sweeney being in love with her. she thinks she understands now. getting rejected is something else that's new. she's usually the one doing the rejecting. and wow does it feel shitty. how had she missed the signs?
because she's turned into a fucking fool. the kind who foolishly believed she'd been brought back by a potion that needed blood from someone who loved her but didn't really. not the same someone who was on the barge, even though he'd become more than just some fuck buddy.
she was the fucking fool who left herself open to the charm of some Southern gentleman after a breach fucked with her head. Raylan talks about lists but she knows he's got lovers. she's tempted to ask where she ranks in it.
but with all the doubt running through her head of never being worth something to someone, she knows better than to think she even deserves any kind of real happiness. ]
I don't agree. He's fucked up and broken and that's not what he's looking for. Not from me. He's just looking for an escape like the rest of us. Maybe try and smooth over whatever guilt he feels about me or what he did because Wednesday made him. After he died, it didn't fucking matter anymore.
[ a pause ]
Look, I know the confines of what we decided to be and the breach played with that. I'll understand if you think you need to change those perimeters.
[ he doesn't need this mess of bullshit. ]