A stubborn line forms from Clover's lips, a stubborn furrow between her brows. ]
It's not putting up with you. It's not pushing myself. I don't want... I don't want to be that kind of person who can pick and choose who is and isn't important. [ She is that person deep in her heart and she knows that, and she hates herself for it. ] I want to be better than that. If... I'm... I can't abandon people who won't abandon me.
[ That would go against everything she stands for, even the darkest parts of herself. She can't be like her parents who left her to rot at the orphanage. ]
You're helping me. I want to help you, too. Please.
[ Don't let her turn into that monster in her memories who'd kill and let people die indiscriminately, no matter the words she sad. ]
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A stubborn line forms from Clover's lips, a stubborn furrow between her brows. ]
It's not putting up with you. It's not pushing myself. I don't want... I don't want to be that kind of person who can pick and choose who is and isn't important. [ She is that person deep in her heart and she knows that, and she hates herself for it. ] I want to be better than that. If... I'm... I can't abandon people who won't abandon me.
[ That would go against everything she stands for, even the darkest parts of herself. She can't be like her parents who left her to rot at the orphanage. ]
You're helping me. I want to help you, too. Please.
[ Don't let her turn into that monster in her memories who'd kill and let people die indiscriminately, no matter the words she sad. ]