knight125 said
Anthony continues, ignoring Kijani's indifference for the moment, "Once again, I ask. Is that wise, Ms. Rayne? Shutting out your significant other, even when they just want to understand you? Putting up a façade just to please him and your friends? Wouldn't you like to just be yourself? Or perhaps your more devious than I previously imagined? Forcing them all to believe that you're just as morally upright as them, just so they're easier to manipulate?"
Kijani realized that Anthony was not going to go away. She spoke with her head down, but still slightly audible. "What do you think I was trying to warn him about? I'm not playing any sort of games with him. He sees what he wants to see- a good person, evidence or no evidence." And Connor had no evidence. "Wanting to understand doesn't lead to understanding. He wants to know, but he'd turn on me." She turned her head, away. "They all would. I am who I am- I'm a bitch and a half, I don't play the flirt, and I'm not going to pretend that I'm something that I don't have the capability to be." She picked up her head, then, staring at Anthony with red-rimmed eyes. "Please go away, Anthony. Or I'm going to slice off your insignificant little cock and shove it down your throat." There was an odd, flat quality to her voice, as if she was saying that 'The Eiffel tower is in France'. A statement of facts. "I really don't feel like dealing with blood right now."