Nick sighs in utter frustration. What is it with her and Muscovy and their loose definition of 'facts'?
But he does know that hurting people is what she knows, and what she thinks she does best. She's capable of more than that; he's told her time and time again, and he'll probably keep telling her for as long as it takes to sink in. If she didn't do something right, he wouldn't still be there, living in the house with her, claiming her as his closest friend in the city.
"Look, if you cross a line, she should tell you. Hell, if I see it, I'll tell you. But don't be so hard on yourself, and don't expect that any problem that comes up will be your fault. You're no saint, but neither is she. None of us are."
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But he does know that hurting people is what she knows, and what she thinks she does best. She's capable of more than that; he's told her time and time again, and he'll probably keep telling her for as long as it takes to sink in. If she didn't do something right, he wouldn't still be there, living in the house with her, claiming her as his closest friend in the city.
"Look, if you cross a line, she should tell you. Hell, if I see it, I'll tell you. But don't be so hard on yourself, and don't expect that any problem that comes up will be your fault. You're no saint, but neither is she. None of us are."