[Shit. He didn't want this directed at him. That was the last thing he wanted because he can see Clove and try to figure out what's wrong but he can't look at her and try to figure out what she's done that made him ask.
It's ... It's not what she's done really. He doesn't know how to explain this.]
I - [I don't know.]
I dunno. [You don't trust me. But that's ridiculous. Why would she ever trust him? Since when did they trust each other? Since when did he trust her?]
You...It's like I'm not here.
[He doesn't know how to fucking explain this. Why is it so difficult to say I don't think you've forgiven me for letting you die.?]
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It's ... It's not what she's done really. He doesn't know how to explain this.]
I - [I don't know.]
I dunno. [You don't trust me. But that's ridiculous. Why would she ever trust him? Since when did they trust each other? Since when did he trust her?]
You...It's like I'm not here.
[He doesn't know how to fucking explain this. Why is it so difficult to say I don't think you've forgiven me for letting you die.?]