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He accepted her words with defeat. He didn't even try to understand. He just looked at her, defeated, unwilling to go to any lengths for her. Unwilling to figure it out, unwilling to learn. All he wanted was to leave; that much was clear. Inside of Laurel's mind battled the pain and frustration this caused with the anger that he was so defeatist. Perhaps he was not worthy of being their leader after all.

This time it was her who spoke up when it seemed words between them were only unspoken. That's it? You're just going to give up and walk away? she snapped at him, her voice derisive but also laced with disbelief and a stark, raw pain hidden beneath it all as the final layer; echoed on her features. Laurel did not physically get up to stop him. She waited with bated breath to see what he would do next.