[Envy understands that feeling. There's a reason he never, never spoke about his past or where he came from.]
[And that isn't all he understands. There's an entirely familiar pulse of anger in his chest at what she's describing, one that makes him grip a fistful of sheets without even realizing it. This time he speaks more quickly, not thinking about his words.]
You don't need to be her, you never have. You're you and if he can't deal with that it's his problem, not yours.
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[And that isn't all he understands. There's an entirely familiar pulse of anger in his chest at what she's describing, one that makes him grip a fistful of sheets without even realizing it. This time he speaks more quickly, not thinking about his words.]
You don't need to be her, you never have. You're you and if he can't deal with that it's his problem, not yours.