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She looked at the door, standing up and opening the door. She looked miserable, but took the food without much noise. "Thank you."
He seemed unsure. "Where do I go?"
She didn't answer, burying her face in her hands.
He was quiet. A loud whistle blew in the distance, and he looked over, seeming conflicted to to leave.
She clenched her fists, furious at the situation.
"This hurts," he said, his expression painfully emotionless.
"That isn't love," she said finally, watching him go.
It looked like there were tears in his eyes and he grimaced. "I need to be fixed."
"No she wouldn't," she said. "You didn't love her enough to stop being cruel. You didn't then and you won't now. She will never make the mistake...
"I don't know you like that," he said gruffly, the gears in his head turning.
She shook her head slowly. "Stop. I know your tactic is to make me worry and feel bad so you can have Alyona."
He shook his head slowly. "I need to be fixed. I don't want to feel like this."
"Don't have him bring it," she said. "I.. It hurts to see him like that. It just makes me feel worse."
"Get away from me," he said roughly, trying to pull away from her. "Get away."
"No," she said quietly. "It's fine."
"I'm a defect," he said flatly, slowly limping back.
"Not until I make a decision," she said quietly.
He shook his head, standing up again. "I need to go back.'
"That's.." she almost looked hurt at the mention of his name. "He doesn't know me. He doesn't care for me. He'd rather stay here, the way he is now."
He pulled away sharply. "Get away from me."
