Perona's about ready to snap, to bite off his words and call him a filthy liar and just tell him off because fuck you, but she's silenced soon enough as he goes on. Her mouth shuts, and her lips form a thin, wavering line after a while. And while she wants to deny Marco's words that what she read is false - it's so much easier to place the blame on someone else, someone that's right here - something writhes in her chest.
Do you think I would try to be your friend and yet kill your captain?
Fuck... Bastard, what can she even say now? She never asked for his friendship! Why would he even--]
I'm aware. [A pause, as she takes a breath.] ...Of your losses as well, commander, but I can't believe your word alone.
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Perona's about ready to snap, to bite off his words and call him a filthy liar and just tell him off because fuck you, but she's silenced soon enough as he goes on. Her mouth shuts, and her lips form a thin, wavering line after a while. And while she wants to deny Marco's words that what she read is false - it's so much easier to place the blame on someone else, someone that's right here - something writhes in her chest.
Do you think I would try to be your friend and yet kill your captain?
Fuck... Bastard, what can she even say now? She never asked for his friendship! Why would he even--]
I'm aware. [A pause, as she takes a breath.] ...Of your losses as well, commander, but I can't believe your word alone.
[Can't, not won't.]