[She swallows hard. Desperate as she had been to convey her emotions, and as agonizing as the burning behind her eyes is, the idea of crying in front of him seems like too much. She had no doubts that Jack would take her tears the wrong way, that it would further his drive to come to her "rescue." The last thing she wants is to hasten his arrival.]
[Even worse? He might actually mistake her tears for ones of happiness, just as he wanted
I died because of you. I was poisoned, to the point that I couldn't breathe a single breath without eridium. You did that.
Even as she talks about it, she can feel the pricks of needles against her skin. Her blood feels like it's running slower, weighed down by the sludge that had been her addiction for the last few years of her life.
You abandoned me as a father years ago. What you want now isn't your daughter. You want your tool. You want your weapon.
[Despite her efforts, a single tear makes its way down her cheek.]
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[She swallows hard. Desperate as she had been to convey her emotions, and as agonizing as the burning behind her eyes is, the idea of crying in front of him seems like too much. She had no doubts that Jack would take her tears the wrong way, that it would further his drive to come to her "rescue." The last thing she wants is to hasten his arrival.]
[Even worse? He might actually mistake her tears for ones of happiness, just as he wanted
I died because of you. I was poisoned, to the point that I couldn't breathe a single breath without eridium. You did that.
Even as she talks about it, she can feel the pricks of needles against her skin. Her blood feels like it's running slower, weighed down by the sludge that had been her addiction for the last few years of her life.
You abandoned me as a father years ago. What you want now isn't your daughter. You want your tool. You want your weapon.
[Despite her efforts, a single tear makes its way down her cheek.]
Stay away from me. I don't want to die again.