[She glances up at him, suddenly uncertain, suddenly - afraid? Yes, she thinks she is. Not exactly of Ben, but of everything she's facing right now, every unknown and every wrong she's done. She knows he isn't angry at her, but it seems like maybe he's angry with what she's become.]
Because he didn't let them get me.
[Her voice is a hoarse whisper.]
He said he was going to protect me, and mostly - mostly he did.
[He made her something different than she was. But he didn't let Jack get her. That's something. That's got to count for something. That's got to be why she's so afraid he'll get hurt.]
[It's got to be. What else is there? She's afraid of him, too, and the fear makes logical sense, more than the love does.]
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Because he didn't let them get me.
[Her voice is a hoarse whisper.]
He said he was going to protect me, and mostly - mostly he did.
[He made her something different than she was. But he didn't let Jack get her. That's something. That's got to count for something. That's got to be why she's so afraid he'll get hurt.]
[It's got to be. What else is there? She's afraid of him, too, and the fear makes logical sense, more than the love does.]
[She picks at her nails, doesn't look up again.]