He was trying. She realized that much. Lisa forced herself to come back, to listen to him, because he was here and he wasn't all wrong and he didn't make her feel any worse than she already felt on her own and-
-and maybe that was enough. She couldn't tell the truth to him - couldn't express her frustration, couldn't make herself understood - but he was doing his best in the framework he had. It took her some effort, but it was easy enough to focus on him talking, instead of her own. Everything- no, stop that, Lisa!
"It sounds cute," she said, just above a whisper. "For a snake. Magic school must have been something, too." Every muscle in her was tense, but slowly, she worked herself back to something resembling normal, uncurling and attempting to sit back up straight. "Since you can't burn the sc-school down, you're burning custard down instead?"
She felt ugly. Again. Somehow all this Different business had a way of getting under her skin and turning her upside down. But as she managed to school her expression into something that maybe looked a little bit like a smile, and managed to look up at him with red-rimmed eyes, she thought that maybe she could manage. She still didn't feel good, but she could work with this.
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-and maybe that was enough. She couldn't tell the truth to him - couldn't express her frustration, couldn't make herself understood - but he was doing his best in the framework he had. It took her some effort, but it was easy enough to focus on him talking, instead of her own. Everything- no, stop that, Lisa!
"It sounds cute," she said, just above a whisper. "For a snake. Magic school must have been something, too." Every muscle in her was tense, but slowly, she worked herself back to something resembling normal, uncurling and attempting to sit back up straight. "Since you can't burn the sc-school down, you're burning custard down instead?"
She felt ugly. Again. Somehow all this Different business had a way of getting under her skin and turning her upside down. But as she managed to school her expression into something that maybe looked a little bit like a smile, and managed to look up at him with red-rimmed eyes, she thought that maybe she could manage. She still didn't feel good, but she could work with this.