[Oh, he could have handled the idea that his Mirror was an angel. He could have handled the idea that his Mirror was kind, and pleasant. He could have handled the idea that he had protected Elizabeth with no ulterior motive at all.
What he can't quite handle is hearing that name come from Elizabeth's mouth.
He makes a noise - something like what - and with his pupils narrowed to slits grips her shoulder a little harder than he means to.]
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What he can't quite handle is hearing that name come from Elizabeth's mouth.
He makes a noise - something like what - and with his pupils narrowed to slits grips her shoulder a little harder than he means to.]
Don't say that name.