[ The words are mumbled more than said. Like Ange isn't necessarily talking to Scorpia here as much as she's voicing her thoughts out loud, because they're too intense and strange to be contained in her mind right now. ]
It hurts.
[ And she doesn't understand why. Not in this corrupted form, anyway. She's still Ange enough that it hurts to hear this and know that she won't see Scorpia again, but at the same time twisted enough that she doesn't understand any of it. ]
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[ The words are mumbled more than said. Like Ange isn't necessarily talking to Scorpia here as much as she's voicing her thoughts out loud, because they're too intense and strange to be contained in her mind right now. ]
It hurts.
[ And she doesn't understand why. Not in this corrupted form, anyway. She's still Ange enough that it hurts to hear this and know that she won't see Scorpia again, but at the same time twisted enough that she doesn't understand any of it. ]
Why are you making it hurt..?