[Envy lets out a breath. Murder might not really bother him, but she seems to mind what her mother had gotten her to do. He can hate Dahlia that much more.]
[And it's another similarity on the pile, at any rate.]
...that bitch.
[He glances to his feet, and sees a busted up old stereo. He picks it up and holds it out to her.]
Here--throw this.
[Talking about this stuff is hard. And while he didn't ask another question out loud, he's still clearly willing to listen to more.]
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[And it's another similarity on the pile, at any rate.]
...that bitch.
[He glances to his feet, and sees a busted up old stereo. He picks it up and holds it out to her.]
Here--throw this.
[Talking about this stuff is hard. And while he didn't ask another question out loud, he's still clearly willing to listen to more.]