[L's head is shaking restlessly back and forth, in immediate rejection and denial, at the SQUIP's claim that it can take care of itself. He's soothed by the contact between their foreheads; though he didn't act on it, the drive is equally powerful for him to seek closeness. His movements slow, and then grow still. He can hear his pulse thrumming in his ears.]
You... don't know that. If he took your control away from you, I would have given it back.
[That's their understanding, their dynamic. It should really go without saying.]
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You... don't know that. If he took your control away from you, I would have given it back.
[That's their understanding, their dynamic. It should really go without saying.]
It would have helped.