(Lucretia badly wants to reach for Lup, to comfort her, but doesn't know if she's allowed to yet. She ends up making a weird little jerking movement from where she's sitting, an aborted attempt to reach out and take her hand, or put an arm about her. She scrunches a little further into her side of the couch instead.)
I... I'm sorry, Lup. (How many times can she say that before it starts sounding fake? She didn't know about Barry, and now she feels sick and tired all over again. Just another bullet point in the laundry list of people she will grow up to hurt.
When she next speaks, her tone is clipped, weary.)
You can be angry. Just like I can sit here and apologise until I turn blue in the face, but– it's not worth it, Lup. None of this amounts to anything. You being angry at me doesn't change what happens.
(Maybe it's runoff from being mad with Taako, but she's feeling quite bitter all of a sudden, staring at a fixed point on the coffee table in front of the couch so she doesn't have to see Lup's expression while she talks.) Don't you think that I've been wishing I could undo it? That I could stop all of this from happening? Do you really think that I wanted any of this to happen to either of you? Ever since Taako told me about this I've been spinning in circles trying to come up with reasons as to why this will happens and all I can come up with is either I turn– comically evil, or I make a mistake.
(She laughs, short and sharp.) I'm tired of this. Of being cast as the villain. Could you perhaps meet me halfway, here? I know that you both have each other and you don't need me, but I... I need you. You're my family. And I'm asking you to forgive me.
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I... I'm sorry, Lup. (How many times can she say that before it starts sounding fake? She didn't know about Barry, and now she feels sick and tired all over again. Just another bullet point in the laundry list of people she will grow up to hurt.
When she next speaks, her tone is clipped, weary.)
You can be angry. Just like I can sit here and apologise until I turn blue in the face, but– it's not worth it, Lup. None of this amounts to anything. You being angry at me doesn't change what happens.
(Maybe it's runoff from being mad with Taako, but she's feeling quite bitter all of a sudden, staring at a fixed point on the coffee table in front of the couch so she doesn't have to see Lup's expression while she talks.) Don't you think that I've been wishing I could undo it? That I could stop all of this from happening? Do you really think that I wanted any of this to happen to either of you? Ever since Taako told me about this I've been spinning in circles trying to come up with reasons as to why this will happens and all I can come up with is either I turn– comically evil, or I make a mistake.
(She laughs, short and sharp.) I'm tired of this. Of being cast as the villain. Could you perhaps meet me halfway, here? I know that you both have each other and you don't need me, but I... I need you. You're my family. And I'm asking you to forgive me.