[He hears her dullness, and two options present themselves in his mind: chide or support her for it.
It is easiest, when she follows unquestioning. It would make her eventual betrayal all the more beautiful. But with Ben's interference, that path would twist and turn in ugly before that time comes.
He wants her to embrace the darkest corners of her thoughts, to cease being disgusted by the shadowy remnants of what she's done or the guilt that has been haunting her. His hand tightens under hers, catching her attention rather than bruising.]
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It is easiest, when she follows unquestioning. It would make her eventual betrayal all the more beautiful. But with Ben's interference, that path would twist and turn in ugly before that time comes.
He wants her to embrace the darkest corners of her thoughts, to cease being disgusted by the shadowy remnants of what she's done or the guilt that has been haunting her. His hand tightens under hers, catching her attention rather than bruising.]
You are not this small, Abigail.