[The girl flinches, though she doesn't step away from him and she does her best to straighten her spine a moment later. He moves instead, but V tries not to fold to his demeanor all the same, gaze following. Trust him isn't something she's compelled to follow anymore, and she knows there's no point in trying to appease him, but... Her fingers, as he mentions metaphorical ones, shift to press her nails into the wallet. She has to. She can't make mistakes.]
Isn't that her? [Her words are clear despite how quiet she's speaking. By Q's own admission, V is little more than her new guinea pig.] ...I am grateful. I didn't like living that way. But Q is the reason we're being made to go at all. There are people you don't want to see, aren't there? And I... [Well.] Isn't it better for everyone if we leave when we can?
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Isn't that her? [Her words are clear despite how quiet she's speaking. By Q's own admission, V is little more than her new guinea pig.] ...I am grateful. I didn't like living that way. But Q is the reason we're being made to go at all. There are people you don't want to see, aren't there? And I... [Well.] Isn't it better for everyone if we leave when we can?