[She does hear him, even though she remains silent throughout. Her concentration's gone toward staying conscious, fighting back the waves of heat that threatened to engulf her insides. It's as if she's suddenly taken to fever, and she'll be uncomfortably warm to the touch.]
Coward. Coward.
[Her bottom lip trembles as she ducks her head down -- yes, she knows. She knows better than anyone what she is. The easy path is easier than the right one, and she can't think of a time she chose the latter.
no subject
Coward. Coward.
[Her bottom lip trembles as she ducks her head down -- yes, she knows. She knows better than anyone what she is. The easy path is easier than the right one, and she can't think of a time she chose the latter.
She knows, so please...]
I'm sorry.