Ashe hadn't realized she had been gritting her teeth and it takes physical effort to relax her jaw and take what he is saying into consideration. He's not wrong, it did only take one mistake, and perhaps she'd gotten a bit foolhardy with everything that was happening around her. All the same, responding in some other way went against her nature and she'd already tried to drive her nature another direction repeatedly.
He's also right, though she's loathe to admit it, that they had promised to not keep secrets and she'd already broken that rule. It's not okay far as having a relationship goes, but she was a novice at relationships. She'd never allowed anyone close enough to be her boyfriend before. "I know..." She's more angry with herself at this point, but she doesn't fully know what to do with that. "But I figured I could spare you the ugliness of it all, keep your hands clean."
The shower was a good idea and she walked over towards the glass door of the large shower. She began to undo the buttons on her blouse, and felt some hint of embarrassment that she tried to ignore. He'd seen her naked now plenty of times, but this was about as far from romantic as someone could get.
Her blouse falls, followed by her pants, and lastly the undergarments. She feels a little too naked in front of him with not only the flaws, scars, and tattoos for him to see, but also all her flaws in regards to her behavior. She doesn't regret killing them, neither does she feel any guilt over it. Reaching a hand into the shower she tests the water, still a little cold for her liking, she wanted it hot. While looking away from him and paying a little too much attention to the water temperature, she sighs. "You angry at me because this reminds you that I will still kill in cold blood, or are you angry at me cause I didn't tell you about it?" At that moment she isn't even sure why she thought she could keep it from him.
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He's also right, though she's loathe to admit it, that they had promised to not keep secrets and she'd already broken that rule. It's not okay far as having a relationship goes, but she was a novice at relationships. She'd never allowed anyone close enough to be her boyfriend before. "I know..." She's more angry with herself at this point, but she doesn't fully know what to do with that. "But I figured I could spare you the ugliness of it all, keep your hands clean."
The shower was a good idea and she walked over towards the glass door of the large shower. She began to undo the buttons on her blouse, and felt some hint of embarrassment that she tried to ignore. He'd seen her naked now plenty of times, but this was about as far from romantic as someone could get.
Her blouse falls, followed by her pants, and lastly the undergarments. She feels a little too naked in front of him with not only the flaws, scars, and tattoos for him to see, but also all her flaws in regards to her behavior. She doesn't regret killing them, neither does she feel any guilt over it. Reaching a hand into the shower she tests the water, still a little cold for her liking, she wanted it hot. While looking away from him and paying a little too much attention to the water temperature, she sighs. "You angry at me because this reminds you that I will still kill in cold blood, or are you angry at me cause I didn't tell you about it?" At that moment she isn't even sure why she thought she could keep it from him.