Re: Mean-Eyed Cat: Cat/Em
Mm. [The sound came out with a small quirk of her eyebrow.] I didn't mean with other people. I meant in yourself. Like when there's parts of you that you don't know or don't quite understand. And you know they should go together, but it still feels like you have jagged edges where you're trying to put all your parts together. [She looked at Cat again, long and quiet, and then blinked.] Or maybe I'm just letting the alcohol get to me. [Though she didn't sound overly intoxicated. Just enough to talk a little freer.
And to laugh as she made a face, mood lightening again at the dismissive wave of Cat's hand.] That's what I mean. There's too much of a difference between what I've been and what I am now and what everyone else is. ...And it never seemed to be that bad of a job. It's what I was used to. What I was.
[And finally, a wrinkle of her nose.] Oh, is that all?