as foolish as that makes her feel, there's something honest about her sulky emergence from the privacy of her room. it's not stephen that she's cross with — not really. she's wounded, yes, that he has prioritized that reckless child over yennefer's aching urgency to keep stephen safe. but anger is just a bloviated cover-up for that sentiment. ]
Yes, help yourself. [ scathing, lip-curling dismissal. ] Take whatever you like. You always have.
[ she has told herself to be happy with what he gives in return, but that feels more and more like an impossible task. if she could only put her finger on why now. ]
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as foolish as that makes her feel, there's something honest about her sulky emergence from the privacy of her room. it's not stephen that she's cross with — not really. she's wounded, yes, that he has prioritized that reckless child over yennefer's aching urgency to keep stephen safe. but anger is just a bloviated cover-up for that sentiment. ]
Yes, help yourself. [ scathing, lip-curling dismissal. ] Take whatever you like. You always have.
[ she has told herself to be happy with what he gives in return, but that feels more and more like an impossible task. if she could only put her finger on why now. ]