[ As he reads the conversation, her head lowers as she casts her gaze down to the free hand in her lap. She smooths out her shorts, idle but anxious, awaiting what he has to say.
Slowly, she nods.
It wasn't so much as what she talked about Tony, but simply trampling over Pyra's requests for her to stop. And while she ranted, she continue to impose and insult her.
But rather than relax, it causes her some tension to finally confess as to how badly she's being treated-- or some proof of it. The other times, he had only seen the aftermath. It does effect her, more than she'd like to admit, and it feels as if she had to keep most of how she feels to herself, all because of his relationship with her-- for his sake, after seeing how badly he reacted. ]
I did try. [ She insists again, only more quietly this time. ]
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Slowly, she nods.
It wasn't so much as what she talked about Tony, but simply trampling over Pyra's requests for her to stop. And while she ranted, she continue to impose and insult her.
But rather than relax, it causes her some tension to finally confess as to how badly she's being treated-- or some proof of it. The other times, he had only seen the aftermath. It does effect her, more than she'd like to admit, and it feels as if she had to keep most of how she feels to herself, all because of his relationship with her-- for his sake, after seeing how badly he reacted. ]
I did try. [ She insists again, only more quietly this time. ]