She hasn't been sure about anything in a long time. She'd broken up with Seth because she wanted to figure out what her place was here. Dying had screwed her up in ways she didn't know she was capable of being broken, and the anger she felt towards herself was a self-loathing she never experienced before. She's not sure if she's there yet; she's not sure if she's fixed. But she's also not sure that's even possible.
But she's better. Because of Seth and Lucifer, because of friends like Elena and Klaus. Chloe has more lows than highs in Wonderland, and most days she still feels helpless.
But she doesn't feel hopeless anymore, and maybe that's worth something. ]
No, I'm not. [ She has to admit it, unable to force out any words that might make this easier. Telling Lucifer the truth has always been important to her, but right now it feels more important than it ever has before. ] I'm not sure about a lot of stuff. You're an angel. I'm a human. We're trapped in some kind of acid trip nightmare, and I don't think I'm ever going to totally pull myself together here. I keep thinking I'm broken because I'm not the person I was at home anymore, but I'm never going to be I was before knowing everything I know now.
[ It's all tumbling out now; the truths, the realizations. Chloe's tried to be strong, tried to keep herself together for Trixie's sake. But Trixie isn't in Wonderland. Chloe's life is this place, now, for better or for worse.
She tilts her head, her eyes never leaving Lucifer's. ]
The only thing I'm sure about is that I love you. Maybe... Maybe we can figure out everything else as we go.
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She hasn't been sure about anything in a long time. She'd broken up with Seth because she wanted to figure out what her place was here. Dying had screwed her up in ways she didn't know she was capable of being broken, and the anger she felt towards herself was a self-loathing she never experienced before. She's not sure if she's there yet; she's not sure if she's fixed. But she's also not sure that's even possible.
But she's better. Because of Seth and Lucifer, because of friends like Elena and Klaus. Chloe has more lows than highs in Wonderland, and most days she still feels helpless.
But she doesn't feel hopeless anymore, and maybe that's worth something. ]
No, I'm not. [ She has to admit it, unable to force out any words that might make this easier. Telling Lucifer the truth has always been important to her, but right now it feels more important than it ever has before. ] I'm not sure about a lot of stuff. You're an angel. I'm a human. We're trapped in some kind of acid trip nightmare, and I don't think I'm ever going to totally pull myself together here. I keep thinking I'm broken because I'm not the person I was at home anymore, but I'm never going to be I was before knowing everything I know now.
[ It's all tumbling out now; the truths, the realizations. Chloe's tried to be strong, tried to keep herself together for Trixie's sake. But Trixie isn't in Wonderland. Chloe's life is this place, now, for better or for worse.
She tilts her head, her eyes never leaving Lucifer's. ]
The only thing I'm sure about is that I love you. Maybe... Maybe we can figure out everything else as we go.