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See this is what I'm talking about. [Eddie only saw an abusive man through the lens of her feelings. He saw a man that took and then hurt when he couldn't have what he wanted. Her hurt invalidated his, didn't? The riddled man was always bordering on psychopath (right?) and he knew that meant his feelings were all wrong. That he should have always trusted her. That he should have stayed on his drugs and tried so fucking hard to drown out the sharpness he was craving.]
I can't- I don't deserve any of this, Stephanie. At the end of the day, I'm just an Arkham hound pretending I can be a house pet. But, I can't. I can feel everything. Look at all the fucking damage I did. [Eddie looked at her blues as the burning feeling of determination brewed in her belly and he wondered if this was really any fucking different from Harley and Joker or the Cat and Bat. If she had fallen into the same trap every woman in Gotham did eventually.] Stop with the fixing thing. Stop it, Stephanie. I'm not a fucking watch. [Eddie pulled out of her grip and stumbled out of the fairy forest.]