[She never asked for her image to be used without her knowledge, much less consent. Never asked to be made into a symbol, to have so much blood on her hands as a result. Never asked to figurehead a revolution, to carry so much on shoulders that aren't strong enough to bear the weight. (Not when they weren't even strong enough to carry Mags.)
Never asked to be standing here, having this conversation.
She meets his gaze, defiant, and opens her mouth for the retort. But that's when -
That's when it occurs to her that she doesn't have any right, either. Not with what she's done. (What she couldn't do.)
The anger that carried her here starts to burn on embers. It's her turn to have no words to answer with.]
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Never asked to be standing here, having this conversation.
She meets his gaze, defiant, and opens her mouth for the retort. But that's when -
That's when it occurs to her that she doesn't have any right, either. Not with what she's done. (What she couldn't do.)
The anger that carried her here starts to burn on embers. It's her turn to have no words to answer with.]