If you die on me, I don't get my payment, after all. [ She should not have said that, but it comes out anyway, bitter and cold and sharp. It's so very petty of her, but she wonders if that even bothers him at all. And if it does, she wonders if it hurts, if it cuts through him in the same way his indifference cut through her.
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If you die on me, I don't get my payment, after all. [ She should not have said that, but it comes out anyway, bitter and cold and sharp. It's so very petty of her, but she wonders if that even bothers him at all. And if it does, she wonders if it hurts, if it cuts through him in the same way his indifference cut through her.
She regrets it instantly, and turns away. ]