"Because you're dying in here?" Corrine does her best not to make that sound patronizing. Yeah, she was expecting that, and yeah, she deserves it. Much like all of the history Amelia uses like a battering ram, Corrine can't put up much defense against it.
She shrugs. "Look-- I lost it. Can you really blame us after months of goading? You kicked my ribs in. All of them, I think. You sold us all out when we were trying to help you. We've both been terrifying people when pushed to the wall."
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Date: 2008-12-28 10:42 am (UTC)She shrugs. "Look-- I lost it. Can you really blame us after months of goading? You kicked my ribs in. All of them, I think. You sold us all out when we were trying to help you. We've both been terrifying people when pushed to the wall."