She almost wanted to add that she wished she could let go of her anger. Lately it felt so cumbersome, but at least it wasn't directed at him now. Everything they had been through had softened her to him and the overwhelming rage she felt for him had been pushed out by the love she'd been so desperate to give him all those years ago.
They weren't even a year into their relationship so it would naturally take her time to work through years of anger. There were things she might never be able to work through fully, such as the anger at her parents, but there were hints that the world might hold some kind of peace for her.
"At least, the fight I got in me has kept me alive and moving forward. This place can't win against me."
There is a laugh in return as she squeezes his hand back. "I think sometimes you do it on purpose, you loooove pressin' my buttons." And he's always been so successful at it.
When he tells her he won't think less of her, it's a salve to a wound she didn't even realize she had. Truth was, that was exactly how she'd felt for so long and they haven't fully touched on all those details. They came out in little pieces like now, to be worked through, but it would take time. Feeling like he was looking down on Deadlock had been a worse offense than a physical attack.
"Maybe we only gotta agree on the big stuff, and bein' an outlaw ain't so bad. I know first hand the crimes of people who live their lives bein' worshipped. It's like I always used to say, the laws are written by those with power, and those in power ain't usually the good the guys. No one ever showed me good, but they sure knew how to toss the blame on my shoulders soon as my sins didn't line up with theirs."
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They weren't even a year into their relationship so it would naturally take her time to work through years of anger. There were things she might never be able to work through fully, such as the anger at her parents, but there were hints that the world might hold some kind of peace for her.
"At least, the fight I got in me has kept me alive and moving forward. This place can't win against me."
There is a laugh in return as she squeezes his hand back. "I think sometimes you do it on purpose, you loooove pressin' my buttons." And he's always been so successful at it.
When he tells her he won't think less of her, it's a salve to a wound she didn't even realize she had. Truth was, that was exactly how she'd felt for so long and they haven't fully touched on all those details. They came out in little pieces like now, to be worked through, but it would take time. Feeling like he was looking down on Deadlock had been a worse offense than a physical attack.
"Maybe we only gotta agree on the big stuff, and bein' an outlaw ain't so bad. I know first hand the crimes of people who live their lives bein' worshipped. It's like I always used to say, the laws are written by those with power, and those in power ain't usually the good the guys. No one ever showed me good, but they sure knew how to toss the blame on my shoulders soon as my sins didn't line up with theirs."