[Ouch. The first thing has her physically cringing, face twisting into a mask of upset, relieved he can't actually see her. She wants to argue, wants to prove it, but even in the state she's in she knows she can't do that with words. Probably the only thing he'd take as proof would be her coming back; but if she burns out, dashes herself to pieces on the walls of all her doubts, what the hell good is her love going to do him?
Instead:]
But I know. You wouldn't -
[Sorry, Netherlands, it's crying again. Noisy and wet and gross, right into the communicator like that.]
No reason to keep me around like this if you didn't. I just -
[Worry that he's not in love with her anymore. There's a difference.]
no subject
Instead:]
But I know. You wouldn't -
[Sorry, Netherlands, it's crying again. Noisy and wet and gross, right into the communicator like that.]
No reason to keep me around like this if you didn't. I just -
[Worry that he's not in love with her anymore. There's a difference.]