Yes, no idea. You appear to think I don't actually like you and plan to attack the moment you let your guard down, and that has literally never been true from the first moment I met you.
sad bird in snow: Not particularly surprising, no— sad bird in snow: I was half-expecting her to find somewhere else to go to ground, but I think other units would just fuss over her more.
We, ah, started to get closer after the auction game. I said I didn't want a romantic sort of relationship, but we still flirted and kissed and, ah, so forth. Um, something casual. I didn't really communicate my expectations well. I thought I could be with other people. She did not feel that way. I sort of ignored and lied to myself that I wasn't seeing signs of jealousy.
I handled it pretty badly. She got jealous that I was also seeing Shrike, tried to get me to choose her as more important, and I didn't know how to answer, and that made her angrier. She broke up with me while you all were in Pythia's domain.
She doesn't like me, and frankly, for good reasons.
I think you want certain things from me. And pitch a fit when you don't get them in the exact way that you want them.
I think that you don't understand my priorities and instead have twisted the narrative to make me always in the wrong. Neither traits are endearing.
Case in point. Here am I trying to make a replacement eye for someone who was publicly tortured. And this is after a very long day of trying to organize and field questions from two dozen people.
Yet you think I should give a fuck right now about how active our sex life is. Or that you are going to fuck new people.
Before the talk about our sex life, I was trying to get you to let me help more with the rest of it, because I know that's your priority. It's my priority too. But you wouldn't let me, and told me to go to the next topic.
Will you please at least tell me what you think it is that I want from you?
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