[This time, the frustrated sound was very audible. Kaede's voice was running ahead of her mind now, now that she'd exhausted the things she thought she ought to say.]
Krista. Stop that shit. The only monster here is me. Not you. You're not a fucking monster.
[There wasn't anger, hatred, boiling rage behind silent thoughts in Krista's mind. There wasn't hideous glee at her own cruelties, her torment of others until they were terrified of her.
There wasn't despair at the deafening silence and painful isolation that followed, or longing for the distant laughter and lit houses of lives she could never live.
In Krista's mind there was...quiet. Like some small creature hiding under a stone, wishing for the world to go away and pass it over. There was camouflage, a disguise--but nothing unforgivably awful as Kaede understood it.]
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Krista. Stop that shit. The only monster here is me. Not you. You're not a fucking monster.
[There wasn't anger, hatred, boiling rage behind silent thoughts in Krista's mind. There wasn't hideous glee at her own cruelties, her torment of others until they were terrified of her.
There wasn't despair at the deafening silence and painful isolation that followed, or longing for the distant laughter and lit houses of lives she could never live.
In Krista's mind there was...quiet. Like some small creature hiding under a stone, wishing for the world to go away and pass it over. There was camouflage, a disguise--but nothing unforgivably awful as Kaede understood it.]