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It’s definitely a potential consequence. *looks at male!Summer, an unsure expression in her eyes*

*touches her cheek* I guess I won’t then. You know, being male doesn’t take away my empathy. *turns away* And I don’t like it that you’re suddenly scared of me now.

*automatically goes on the defensive* I’m not scared. It’s not fear. It’s…It’s something new, and the natural apprehension that goes with that. *which is, of course, a clever rationalization, but not an entirely untrue one. It is fear, but induced by the sudden change, and a reaction she is unable to explain, which scares her in itself* I’m not afraid of you *she tries to sound firm as she reaffirms it, attempting to convince herself*

Angela! *male voice cracks more than female voice would, but he’s busy and doesn’t notice* You’re lying to me. I don’t even care how you explain it. Just don’t lie to me.

*bites her lip nervously, not wanting to admit to the fear. Fear is a weakness, one she often can’t afford* I…I’m n- *looks into his eyes and can’t reaffirm it again* It’s ridiculous! W-Why should I be afraid of you, simply because you’re male now? You’re still the same Summer, on the inside. I have no reason to be- *drops her face into her hands, shaking her head* I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

You want to tell me why you’re so afraid of men? You’re obviously not afraid of Marie. Did you realise you’re falling in love with her?