[They're words she'd never speak, not aloud and perhaps not even to herself, if she were thinking entirely clearly. Still, her mind is too sharp; she sees at once that there's no answer in his words. She keeps up the attack - for attack it is, although not battle.]
There's no honor in being a fool! In letting yourself be used and thrown away! Are you so pathetic?
[She doesn't much care that the word will anger him; she links it to Beryl and hopes the connection will stick in his mind. She holds her ground.]
If you're planning to let yourself be trash, you may as well let me kick you here and now.
[She gives a curt nod towards the rim of the volcano. The bite to her words, as always, is designed to goad him and push him, but in a different direction this time. Her eyes meet his, dark.]
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[They're words she'd never speak, not aloud and perhaps not even to herself, if she were thinking entirely clearly. Still, her mind is too sharp; she sees at once that there's no answer in his words. She keeps up the attack - for attack it is, although not battle.]
There's no honor in being a fool! In letting yourself be used and thrown away! Are you so pathetic?
[She doesn't much care that the word will anger him; she links it to Beryl and hopes the connection will stick in his mind. She holds her ground.]
If you're planning to let yourself be trash, you may as well let me kick you here and now.
[She gives a curt nod towards the rim of the volcano. The bite to her words, as always, is designed to goad him and push him, but in a different direction this time. Her eyes meet his, dark.]