[Elektra is crotched low to the ground in a Grecian style room. She's holding a pair of weapons; blades carefully hidden in the crook of her arm. She traces the floor with her handles before she slowly rises up. Once she's up she flips the weapons making the blades visible. She turns around twirling them a few times in her hands before starting
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Bruce reigns that in, not sure what is appropriate still. He rarely knows. He just says quietly,] I've never thought you were weak.
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I'd say you don't really know me but, that's not exactly a problem now, is it?
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[he sighs, running a hand through his hair briefly] I'm not good at letting go, [he admits.]
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Of what exactly?
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I thought you were - Betty.
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... And she's your important person. The one with all the good memories.
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I'm sorry. You shouldn't be in this position.
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You didn't put me here. None of this is your fault.
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If anything, you're the victim here. You forgot your most important person.
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I'm not the only victim, [is all he says in protest, mild as ever.] How do you want to deal with it?
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[See how she's leaving herself out?]
... Honestly I haven't gotten that far yet. It's not like we can pretend it didn't happen. I mean you've been inside my house.
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Our secrets just about balance out. I can't pretend, [he agrees,] and I can't change that you know.
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Well at least neither of us can say we don't know what the other got themselves into. If someone here had to have intimate knowledge of my life at least it was you. It's not like you'd use it against me.
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I'm... learning to trust. The people we ended up with were the best possible scenario. [and that's as close as he'll come to that]
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Then we agree on that at least.
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