[ she doesn't mean to, but he gets so worried and she's kind of going "awohnosweetienono" without actually saying it, scooting in closer and shaking her head and- ]

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have put it like that. [ and she shouldn't sound amused, oh damnit she feels bad for it ]

It's just- sometimes when you're making a joke that's kind of self-deprecating, I get the feeling you actually maybe believe it sometimes? Or like, when you make a comment about being useless- [ it gets her all flustered, and she's getting flustered right now just thinking about it ] -it. I get- [ and now she's reaching down to press her fingers against the center of his chest, like she's done before ] -it's that same little rage monster that gets antsy when I think about someone hurting you, only it's yourself doing it, and- andandand the idea of someone or something giving you a reason to believe that you're useless drives me so crazy, I just- [ and then her face twists up and she huffs and then she pouts the biggest pout she can, because that's the best way she can think to explain it ]

So, I don't like that.

But it's a you-thing, like I said. Even though I'm going to try and help you see how untrue it is every chance I get. [ hn ] Though I guess telling you that now might work against the idea, but oh well.