Re: marvel: eddie/muerte
[She was trying to follow what he was saying, the tone of the words like more needles into that ache that reached from her throat to her stomach. The confusion was obvious on her face, shaking her head just because none of it made sense. He was angry about her not wanting him to feel obligated to take care of her? The thought twisted around itself until she wasn't quite sure which way was up, her heart beating harder. She took another step back, a hand reaching behind her and hoping to find something (preferably a wall) to brace herself against which she tried to find where she'd misstepped.]
I didn't mean it to be bad. [Her voice was more breath than sound.] You make me want... [So much. So many different, new, things.] I didn't mean it's all on you. I know I can't- you can't- [She took a deeper breath, though it was still too shallow.] I thought you wanted it too. I wouldn't have said that if I thought it would be... [Her voice faltered.] forcing... obligation...