[ His hands are warm and grounding, and Hermione breathes out, letting herself take the moment to calm down and relax. When she turns her head to look over at him, she's pale, the stark red of her scar prickling with an edge of something that looks a little metallic. ]
I don't want anyone to hurt because of me any more. I can't do that - I can't.
[ Shifting, she breathes in, once, then out, before she nods her head. She brought Anders here to help, and he's offering himself - even if she doesn't quite believe that his opinion of her won't change.
Biting her lip, she hesitates, tripping over her words, but... It's like tearing off a plaster, isn't it? ]
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I don't want anyone to hurt because of me any more. I can't do that - I can't.
[ Shifting, she breathes in, once, then out, before she nods her head. She brought Anders here to help, and he's offering himself - even if she doesn't quite believe that his opinion of her won't change.
Biting her lip, she hesitates, tripping over her words, but... It's like tearing off a plaster, isn't it? ]
I ate someone.