[Sekhmet grits her teeth. Ah, even now she can hear the voice whispering that she ought to hurt the girl. But it is faint. And after all that has happened, even the thought of trying disgusts her.]
I don't want to. Are you just trying to prove that I'm actually a vicious? That who I was yesterday is my "true self," and this is just me faking it? Because I don't know nearly enough about myself to understand why I did any of that, or why I have those feelings and desires. You don't have to believe that I care that I hurt you, but I do. They're both me. I'm not trying to be some martyr, I just don't want to hurt you! Or is that the punishment?
[But that's the problem, Sekhmet realizes. Because even now she's thinking about what she feels herself, and not doing what Maki wants her to do to face the consequences.]
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I don't want to. Are you just trying to prove that I'm actually a vicious? That who I was yesterday is my "true self," and this is just me faking it? Because I don't know nearly enough about myself to understand why I did any of that, or why I have those feelings and desires. You don't have to believe that I care that I hurt you, but I do. They're both me. I'm not trying to be some martyr, I just don't want to hurt you! Or is that the punishment?
[But that's the problem, Sekhmet realizes. Because even now she's thinking about what she feels herself, and not doing what Maki wants her to do to face the consequences.]
...But if you really want this, I will do it.