"You can be done, even if you love someone," she says, and she's different then she was before, when she was asking those questions, because it's not safe. That much, she's picked up. To not ask him those things, when before she'd thought it was safe.
"You love me, and I know it makes you human. I'm asking if you have enough faith in me to-" And she revises what she was saying, then. "If you thought I'd blame you. If you thought that's the kind of person I am. I asked you here. I needed you here, with me, and that may have been the wrong choice."
"I don't blame. I don't hate what you've done, mostly. Honestly, what I want? What I want is to figure out how to fix what's wrong with me. But it's not about blaming you. I have never blamed you for something I've done."
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"You love me, and I know it makes you human. I'm asking if you have enough faith in me to-" And she revises what she was saying, then. "If you thought I'd blame you. If you thought that's the kind of person I am. I asked you here. I needed you here, with me, and that may have been the wrong choice."
"I don't blame. I don't hate what you've done, mostly. Honestly, what I want? What I want is to figure out how to fix what's wrong with me. But it's not about blaming you. I have never blamed you for something I've done."