Gideon rounds on her. "That's called collapsing, you absolute tool," she says, her volume rising steadily. "Don't hide behind semantics, Nonagesimus – you went somewhere you didn't know anything about, with someone who had no idea what can happen to you when... and I'm overreacting?"
She's shouting now, and she's afraid she won't be able to stop. Her hands have balled into fists at her sides, hard enough she can feel her stubby nails pressing into her palms.
"You're being careless! How the fuck am I supposed to protect you when you're wandering around another world, Harrow?"
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Date: 2020-10-16 06:05 pm (UTC)She's shouting now, and she's afraid she won't be able to stop. Her hands have balled into fists at her sides, hard enough she can feel her stubby nails pressing into her palms.
"You're being careless! How the fuck am I supposed to protect you when you're wandering around another world, Harrow?"