(It felt a little piercing in her head, that static wash lying over everything else; it's easier to hear yourself again if you simply start to scream. Vega lifts her hand to her jaw and feels it, fingers skipping down her skin. She starts picking at a spot there, glancing at her nails every so often.)
Sometimes. It's — the situation is different. That's all.
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Sometimes. It's — the situation is different. That's all.