[Oh shit, did she say that? Oh shit she did, didn't she. She pales entirely and staggers back and up a step, needing that distance again. She didn't want to, absolutely couldn't tell him why, and the sudden realization that she'd just dug such a hole so soon made her tighten in a brief panic again.]
What does it matter? He apologized. Fact is you can't guarantee people are going to treat you like you remember.
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What does it matter? He apologized. Fact is you can't guarantee people are going to treat you like you remember.