( but there's a petty, selfish thought in his head that she can love more than one person, why can't he? it doesn't even matter if it's yennefer or if it were someone else, it sounds like he's not allowed.
but he shakes that away because that thought will do no one any good. this isn't a time to throw a tantrum. )
I cannot stop you from thinking what you're going to think. If you want to think so little of me, so be it, Morgana. There is nothing I can say to change your mind, I know that now.
( he's never been that good with words in the first place and now, having to use so many. )
I haven't broken those promises though. Even if you think I have.
[ she knows the intention of mentioning vanessa, of what he's accusing her of. but she remains selfish in her reasoning, not wanting to admit what she's desperately trying to cling to. she doesn't want to share him, not with another, not in the way that they've been together.
"The way you look at me β would you look at another the same way?" "I wouldn't. It's only been you."
perhaps it was naive of her to think such a promise would last, and despite his words now, his insistence, she recalls the dream she'd had of him and yennefer, and she knows β he would give her such a look. and though she knows that there is a part of this that makes her unreasonable, she also knows that such a test would eventually be inevitable. ]
Then tell her.
[ she steps up to him, straightening as she looks to his eyes, firm in her words. ]
Tell her of us. Of what we are and what you truly feel for me. If you do and you know you can hold true to your promises, then you may speak to me again. If not β [ there's a momentary strain in her voice and she takes a breath, trying to remain composed. ] If you confront her and you find there's even a shred of doubt in you that you won't be able to keep your promises to me, then ... then don't bother coming back.
( it's all or nothing. he hates it. he hates it because he doesn't know if it's possible and if it's not, she's going to take herself away from him and he doesn't know how he's going to deal with that.
he breathes raggedly, staring at her and then turns away, stalking towards the door and throwing it open. he stops in the doorway, shoulders tense and back ramrod straight.
he'd planned on telling yennefer all of this because she deserved to know just as morgana deserved to have it known. but he doesn't like this choice she's presented him and he never will.
he thinks to say something but then just reaches back for her door and shuts it behind him, angrily stomping away. )
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( but there's a petty, selfish thought in his head that she can love more than one person, why can't he? it doesn't even matter if it's yennefer or if it were someone else, it sounds like he's not allowed.
but he shakes that away because that thought will do no one any good. this isn't a time to throw a tantrum. )
I cannot stop you from thinking what you're going to think. If you want to think so little of me, so be it, Morgana. There is nothing I can say to change your mind, I know that now.
( he's never been that good with words in the first place and now, having to use so many. )
I haven't broken those promises though. Even if you think I have.
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"The way you look at me β would you look at another the same way?"
"I wouldn't. It's only been you."
perhaps it was naive of her to think such a promise would last, and despite his words now, his insistence, she recalls the dream she'd had of him and yennefer, and she knows β he would give her such a look. and though she knows that there is a part of this that makes her unreasonable, she also knows that such a test would eventually be inevitable. ]
Then tell her.
[ she steps up to him, straightening as she looks to his eyes, firm in her words. ]
Tell her of us. Of what we are and what you truly feel for me. If you do and you know you can hold true to your promises, then you may speak to me again. If not β [ there's a momentary strain in her voice and she takes a breath, trying to remain composed. ] If you confront her and you find there's even a shred of doubt in you that you won't be able to keep your promises to me, then ... then don't bother coming back.
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( it's all or nothing. he hates it. he hates it because he doesn't know if it's possible and if it's not, she's going to take herself away from him and he doesn't know how he's going to deal with that.
he breathes raggedly, staring at her and then turns away, stalking towards the door and throwing it open. he stops in the doorway, shoulders tense and back ramrod straight.
he'd planned on telling yennefer all of this because she deserved to know just as morgana deserved to have it known. but he doesn't like this choice she's presented him and he never will.
he thinks to say something but then just reaches back for her door and shuts it behind him, angrily stomping away. )