[His body language goes shut. His arms have wrapped around himself, and his head his bowed, stray strands of long hair obscuring his face.]
Do things. Lewd things, things he could've hanged for.
[His voice is unsteady. He takes a moment. Why can't he just say it the way he said it to Buffy? He used to fuck me. Because this is Elizabeth, and through no fault of her own, this feels more like apologizing than explaining.]
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[His body language goes shut. His arms have wrapped around himself, and his head his bowed, stray strands of long hair obscuring his face.]
Do things. Lewd things, things he could've hanged for.
[His voice is unsteady. He takes a moment. Why can't he just say it the way he said it to Buffy? He used to fuck me. Because this is Elizabeth, and through no fault of her own, this feels more like apologizing than explaining.]