She stubbornly regained some kind of composure, before calling Cass. She pummelled her punching bag until her knuckles bled, but they're wrapped in bandages now. She washed her face; her eyes are only slightly red.
But it's clear, in every line of her body, how sick and angry and lost she is.]
Hi, Cass. I don't... [I don't want to put this on you, I don't want you to see me like this, I don't want you to think I'm weak. Except none of that is fair to Cass, is it? And they've been trying so hard to be honest and open with each other, and - Cass is easily the person she trusts most in this world.
Her head dips as she rubs her eyes.] I got infected. With the kryptonite. [She huffs out a laugh, low and bitter.] The nice kind. The "turns off the violent and angry parts of your brain" kind. Really should be the safest one.
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She stubbornly regained some kind of composure, before calling Cass. She pummelled her punching bag until her knuckles bled, but they're wrapped in bandages now. She washed her face; her eyes are only slightly red.
But it's clear, in every line of her body, how sick and angry and lost she is.]
Hi, Cass. I don't... [I don't want to put this on you, I don't want you to see me like this, I don't want you to think I'm weak. Except none of that is fair to Cass, is it? And they've been trying so hard to be honest and open with each other, and - Cass is easily the person she trusts most in this world.
Her head dips as she rubs her eyes.] I got infected. With the kryptonite. [She huffs out a laugh, low and bitter.] The nice kind. The "turns off the violent and angry parts of your brain" kind. Really should be the safest one.