But you know that isn't you -- you know you'd want me to find it for you, if you were properly yourself.
You think I don't get what you're feeling? That nobody would ever want to waste their time with you or know you or care for you? That you're not worth the trouble and it's better to protect yourself than let someone in? You think I-- I haven't felt that, too? [that they didn't bond over that?]
[Struggling against her hold, regardless. bb plz.]
But... you and I got past that. You and I found our friends, our families, who care about us and trust us. People we trust in turn. You have your friends, my lady, and they love you and you matter to them. You know that this is the only way you'd ever stop believing in them, or wanting them to believe in you -- it'd have to be physically ripped from you.