[Oh, right. Because obviously everyone would love her just like they love him and South's once again shunted aside. York's not even bothering to address the fact that things are being kept from her.]
[His words tear at her, cutting right to the core. She doesn't know what to do with her hands at first, stuck halfway between shoving York and covering her face. Finally, she turns to lean her side against the wall and tucks her hands against her side. If she could just melt into the surroundings she would give it time South.]
[When she finally speaks, her voice is low and thick.] If you're not going to shoot me then get the hell out of here.
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[His words tear at her, cutting right to the core. She doesn't know what to do with her hands at first, stuck halfway between shoving York and covering her face. Finally, she turns to lean her side against the wall and tucks her hands against her side. If she could just melt into the surroundings she would
give it time South.][When she finally speaks, her voice is low and thick.] If you're not going to shoot me then get the hell out of here.
[She didn't ask to be further tortured.]