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”I‘m not stopping you, y’know.”
“Don’t say that! You’re not an idiot.” She takes a step closer to him. “Don’t ever say that.”
“It’s the truth.”
“It’s not!” She whirls around and stalks away from him, fists clenched, then turns back. “You are brave, and loyal, and kind, wise and generous and forgiving. I won’t have you malign yourself with lies.”
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”I‘m not stopping you, y’know.”
“So is my madness for thinking I’m not good enough for you, or is it for falling in love with you?”
“Personally I would say both,” he tells her, “you’re mad for even considering loving an idiot like me.”
“Don’t say that! You’re not an idiot.” She takes a step closer to him. “Don’t ever say that.”
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”I‘m not stopping you, y’know.”
“I do wish to stay! I just — you deserve someone better, someone more suited to life here, You’re so — “
”And what? You believe someone here would be better suited for me?” Mordred asks. “I don’t want someone who floats around the halls all the time, waiting for me, Summer.”
“So is my madness for thinking I’m not good enough for you, or is it for falling in love with you?”
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”I‘m not stopping you, y’know.”
“I don’t know what you see. But if you want me to — to stay with you … “
”If you don’t wish to stay I shall not force you.”
“I do wish to stay! I just — you deserve someone better, someone more suited to life here, You’re so — “
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”I‘m not stopping you, y’know.”
“‘m sorry. It’s just — Mordred, you’re a Knight of Camelot, and I — “
”And you’ve quickly become the most important person to me and I can’t bear to lose you,” he says, quickly finishing her sentence.
“I don’t know what you see. But if you want me to — to stay with you … “
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”I‘m not stopping you, y’know.”
“Well, yes. What does that have to do with me not being good enough for you?”
“No Summer, don’t think like that.”
“‘m sorry. It’s just — Mordred, you’re a Knight of Camelot, and I — “
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”I‘m not stopping you, y’know.”
“You deserve someone better than me? Someone who isn’t so demanding of you.”
“You’re mad, you know that, right?” he asks, taking a step forward, “absolutely nuts.”
“Well, yes. What does that have to do with me not being good enough for you?”
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”I‘m not stopping you, y’know.”
“Maybe you should.”
”And why would that be?”
“You deserve someone better than me? Someone who isn’t so demanding of you.”
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”You left that part out.”
She lets go, steps back, and starts to fidget. Not looking him in the eyes and suddenly frightened of his reaction, she mutters, “I didn’t know how. Talking about our,” she flourishes a hand, “it hurts you. I tried to, I said, I told you that you couldn’t lie to me, but we got sidetracked.” She sneaks a glance at his face.
Mordred nods. “That we did,” he agrees, “but I am not upset or anything, believe me, I could never deal with something like that, telepathy is enough for me.”
“Y-you’re not angry? That I didn’t tell you?” The fear comes out in her voice, rendering it small and high and dumbfounded. True, very few people have ever known the truth of her magic, but almost everyone who had become aware of how easily she read people, regardless of what they considered the source, found it to be offensive, as if she was revealing things they didn’t want known.
