[It's a pretty classic case of 'It's not you it's me', except that Heather means it seriously. There aren't words for what she'd be trying to describe. ... Or... well... there are words for it. They're just not words she wants anybody to hear. Too personal.]
[She lets out a dismissive sound of her own at his, arms folded.]
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[She lets out a dismissive sound of her own at his, arms folded.]
... I don't know. Do you?