“You and I have everything to fear. Do you truly believe that we won’t be put on the front lines?” He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Nina, stop. Enough with this.” My voice was small. “Enough with what?” “With this… naivete! We aren’t children anymore.” I breathed, once. Twice. “What is that supposed to mean?” “Good God, Nina. It means we have responsibilities to uphold. Did you really think we could just hold hands forever and ignore what we are?”
oh dear i fear i hate him now
