[ That last hurts like a punch to the gut, and Steph struggles to keep her emotions off of her face. She feels inadequate, worthless, a weak little girl told all her life she wasn't good enough no matter what she did. For a moment she's furious, with her father, with herself, with all the people who have ever made her feel this way and told her it was for her own good, that they cared about her and only wanted to protect her.
When her head starts to spin she realizes she stopped breathing and takes a slow, deep breath. Mina doesn't mean it like it sounds. She wasn't there, she doesn't know. She's Steph's friend, she doesn't mean to hurt her.
She manages to keep a somewhat neutral expression, but she can't keep the anger from her low, steady voice. ]
Not everyone is a hero. Some of us are just doing what we can.
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When her head starts to spin she realizes she stopped breathing and takes a slow, deep breath. Mina doesn't mean it like it sounds. She wasn't there, she doesn't know. She's Steph's friend, she doesn't mean to hurt her.
She manages to keep a somewhat neutral expression, but she can't keep the anger from her low, steady voice. ]
Not everyone is a hero. Some of us are just doing what we can.