[Both of his eyebrows go up. "Said some things." He and George were raised on the internet and battling trolls before they were pubescent. Someone "saying some things" isn't usually enough to get under her skin.]
[She sighs, pulling back a little. She still isn't crying, at least.]
It really is silly. He couldn't believe someone would clone me and then claimed I must be a "fucked up version of the original." [She crosses her arms over her body.] I know he doesn't know anything. It just... rubbed me wrong.
[Now he wishes George hadn't told him not to shoot him, because he kind of wants to.]
Wow. "You're not what you say you are, and even if you are, someone must have fucked up." Gee, I can't imagine why that would get under your skin. You dainty, delicate flower.
[She gives a twisted little smile and entwines her fingers with his. Being with him helps. It always does.]
His opinion of me doesn't matter. I know that. I just.... [She leans against his shoulder again.] Needed to be with the person who knew both versions of me best. The only person whose opinion really does matter to me.
[He can't make Castle's words go away, and he can't take away her insecurity about who she is now. All he can do is love her as hard as he can, and hope it's enough.
Even with his delusion hovering at the edge of everything he does.]
[She exhales softly, letting her eyes flutter shut. She knows how fucked up everything is. She's a shadow of her former self, 97% of the memories and maybe 60% of the confidence. He's gone mad without her, and while she believes him when he says she's real, that he loves her not the ghost of the girl, but it's still so, so hard sometimes.
Being with Shaun doesn't fix things, but he makes her feel better. For a moment, she can let the world and all their bullshit baggage fall away and let it just be him and her. The two of them against the world, just like it's always been.]
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He just.... said some things. When I told him I'm a clone. It was stupid.
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What kind of things?
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It really is silly. He couldn't believe someone would clone me and then claimed I must be a "fucked up version of the original." [She crosses her arms over her body.] I know he doesn't know anything. It just... rubbed me wrong.
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Wow. "You're not what you say you are, and even if you are, someone must have fucked up." Gee, I can't imagine why that would get under your skin. You dainty, delicate flower.
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His opinion of me doesn't matter. I know that. I just.... [She leans against his shoulder again.] Needed to be with the person who knew both versions of me best. The only person whose opinion really does matter to me.
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I love you, George.
[He can't make Castle's words go away, and he can't take away her insecurity about who she is now. All he can do is love her as hard as he can, and hope it's enough.
Even with his delusion hovering at the edge of everything he does.]
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Being with Shaun doesn't fix things, but he makes her feel better. For a moment, she can let the world and all their bullshit baggage fall away and let it just be him and her. The two of them against the world, just like it's always been.]
I know. Love you too.