[ Misery colors her voice. It's something she's already had to consider before, even if not for Sam, and she feels sick even acknowledging that she knows what he means. Maybe this is it. Maybe this is all she's good for: a sword arm. A killer. ]
But he's not, Robin. I'm telling you: he's not capable of what you're saying.
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[ Misery colors her voice. It's something she's already had to consider before, even if not for Sam, and she feels sick even acknowledging that she knows what he means. Maybe this is it. Maybe this is all she's good for: a sword arm. A killer. ]
But he's not, Robin. I'm telling you: he's not capable of what you're saying.