It appeared that Ginny's natural speaking voice was that sad whisper, because it continued. She casually tried to hide her wrists behind her, more subconciously than anything, out of habit, as she found herself unable to look the other girl in the eyes.
"You're really good, I've heard you before. And Paige... I think it's part competitiveness, and part jealosy. She's good, DAMN good, actually... but nowhere near as good as you. Or as good as the girl they have now. And I think it eats away at her."
She sighed, nibbling her bottom lip cutely.
"And.. I'm sorry about, you know... the addiction and everything. I'm really glad to see you're getting better."