Her expression softens in a way only a few would recognise. "...Max. That's not being selfish. Not the bad kind."
She's not sure she'd give herself the same grace for the same desire, but that's her own damage.
"...there's nowhere else I'd rather be. Not like home's an option. And I'm. I'm tired. Of hopping around. Back and forth and off somewhere else. Rather just stay."
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Her expression softens in a way only a few would recognise. "...Max. That's not being selfish. Not the bad kind."
She's not sure she'd give herself the same grace for the same desire, but that's her own damage.
"...there's nowhere else I'd rather be. Not like home's an option. And I'm. I'm tired. Of hopping around. Back and forth and off somewhere else. Rather just stay."