[ He searches her face, and-- he knows she doesn't lie. Jokes, sure, conceals, maybe, but she's telling the truth, at least, that she didn't know.
He scrubs his face with a hand. ]
Fuck, I-- I'm sorry. [ For what, he's not sure. Probably for taking away her invulnerability. For sapping away her strength. He doesn't know what he's sorry for, but god damn, is he sorry. ]
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He scrubs his face with a hand. ]
Fuck, I-- I'm sorry. [ For what, he's not sure. Probably for taking away her invulnerability. For sapping away her strength. He doesn't know what he's sorry for, but god damn, is he sorry. ]