"I think I kinda noticed that." Fred says, a note of anger creeping into her voice.
"She's the one who told me you died, Wesley. Nobody else would do that. Nobody else would even tell me that I died. Except I didn't. That's the point you're all missing. I'm not dead, but everyone just wants me to accept that in some future that I haven't lived yet, I'm going to be. And I'm supposed to understand words like dead when the so-called dead man is walking around and talking and breathing and whatever else it is you do when you're avoiding me!"
It's not fair, she knows it's not fair to blame him, that none of this is fair. But she wants to know what he's getting at, wants him to stop being evasive and distant and just communicate with her and she doesn't know any other way to get them to that point without a little yelling.
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Date: 2006-06-25 05:13 am (UTC)"She's the one who told me you died, Wesley. Nobody else would do that. Nobody else would even tell me that I died. Except I didn't. That's the point you're all missing. I'm not dead, but everyone just wants me to accept that in some future that I haven't lived yet, I'm going to be. And I'm supposed to understand words like dead when the so-called dead man is walking around and talking and breathing and whatever else it is you do when you're avoiding me!"
It's not fair, she knows it's not fair to blame him, that none of this is fair. But she wants to know what he's getting at, wants him to stop being evasive and distant and just communicate with her and she doesn't know any other way to get them to that point without a little yelling.