[She's gone pale, like she's... afraid? That's about the last reaction he'd wanted to inspire in her; he's spent so much time afraid that making someone he cares about possibly fear him cuts deep. The slight amusement he'd been feeling curdles in his stomach as his brows draw together in his worry.]
I'm not... I'm not threatening you. Yes, I'd like you to be honest with my husband, but I'm not saying I'm, I'm going to use this, or something. I'm even against thrashing in general. I've been thrashed. Thoroughly. Multiple times. You don't... Please stop looking at me like I'm going to hurt you.
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[She's gone pale, like she's... afraid? That's about the last reaction he'd wanted to inspire in her; he's spent so much time afraid that making someone he cares about possibly fear him cuts deep. The slight amusement he'd been feeling curdles in his stomach as his brows draw together in his worry.]
I'm not... I'm not threatening you. Yes, I'd like you to be honest with my husband, but I'm not saying I'm, I'm going to use this, or something. I'm even against thrashing in general. I've been thrashed. Thoroughly. Multiple times. You don't... Please stop looking at me like I'm going to hurt you.