[For a moment, she does stop talking. He catches her, and her wrist is relaxed in his hand. It's not trusting, precisely - she knows he is neither stable nor hers, knows she is in danger. But she knows fighting him would be useless, and like counterproductive. If she gets hurt, then she does, and she is only getting calmer. This is wrong. But what he insists, in desperation, she believes down to her bones. She will fix this. She will make sure.]
I remember being her. I'm not her, but I remember.
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I remember being her. I'm not her, but I remember.
She loves you more than anyone in any world.