[ Even when she struggles, there's really not much that can be done, and for a split second, there's the fear that he's just going to take what he wants without actually caring what she says. Charlie hadn't thought the Dean she'd met those handful of times before was like this, but maybe she'd been wrong. She looks up at him, eyes wide, and-- no, she couldn't have been that wrong.
What he says though... It hurts enough to snuff the fight in her for a handful of seconds. ]
You don't know that. [ She hadn't considered it, not since the first, second time they'd met, and now that he brings it up, it's the only thing she can focus on. ] You don't even care, so what's it matter?
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What he says though... It hurts enough to snuff the fight in her for a handful of seconds. ]
You don't know that. [ She hadn't considered it, not since the first, second time they'd met, and now that he brings it up, it's the only thing she can focus on. ] You don't even care, so what's it matter?