[To what, at first, is hard to say: that she expects to stop him, that he should have to go on living and being miserable and outcast and confused. Even she doesn't know exactly what she means, but the word bursts from her with fury, and her hands clutch harshly at his small arms.]
If you were nothing, you wouldn't be standing here! That's not what nothing means! You have all this time you could do something with, and I--
[Her cheeks are flushed now, and she's embarrassed by her own outburst, but unable to stop it. Max also feels some guilt in attacking Albedo when he's already so hurt; it isn't fair for her to assume what she'd do or how she'd feel if she had to face an eternity of living without her loved ones. Her exaggerated sense of right and wrong, however, has overcome actual thought.]
I'd kill for a scrap of the time you have! I'd do something with it! Something good.
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[To what, at first, is hard to say: that she expects to stop him, that he should have to go on living and being miserable and outcast and confused. Even she doesn't know exactly what she means, but the word bursts from her with fury, and her hands clutch harshly at his small arms.]
If you were nothing, you wouldn't be standing here! That's not what nothing means! You have all this time you could do something with, and I--
[Her cheeks are flushed now, and she's embarrassed by her own outburst, but unable to stop it. Max also feels some guilt in attacking Albedo when he's already so hurt; it isn't fair for her to assume what she'd do or how she'd feel if she had to face an eternity of living without her loved ones. Her exaggerated sense of right and wrong, however, has overcome actual thought.]
I'd kill for a scrap of the time you have! I'd do something with it! Something good.