[She says it very softly, guiding his hands to still on her stomach, more just holding them in her own than enjoying the benefits of their movement.]
I know you hide things from me, because you don't want me to see them. I understand that. I understand why. The things you must do, that you hate, because people expect them, or the city will collapse.
[She's quiet a minute.]
But there is nothing, ever, that you could do, that would make you a monster. Because now I know what a monster looks like. And nothing you've done, even the very worst thing you've done, even comes close to it.
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[She says it very softly, guiding his hands to still on her stomach, more just holding them in her own than enjoying the benefits of their movement.]
I know you hide things from me, because you don't want me to see them. I understand that. I understand why. The things you must do, that you hate, because people expect them, or the city will collapse.
[She's quiet a minute.]
But there is nothing, ever, that you could do, that would make you a monster. Because now I know what a monster looks like. And nothing you've done, even the very worst thing you've done, even comes close to it.