Swiftcurrent Creek Fuck love, got too many reasons

All hot air. Yeah, that sounded like Tybault, or at least the image he tried to portray. All bark and no bite. Reverie knew better, but who would ever believe her? Her eyes were earnest and full of raw anxiety as she answered Arric. That's what everyone thinks, She looked away, thinking again of how he must have spent months tracking her. Months.
That kind of obsession — it was dangerous, not least because she knew the violence that lived in his heart. But I know him, and - What could she say to make him understand? He thinks he can fix me. He would do anything for that. And... anything includes a lot of terrible things. Reverie sighed, and wished for a terrible moment that she could be — some fierce warrior woman, with cool battle scars and thigh muscles for days. Maybe then Tybault would think twice before hunting her down.
I wish I could - just - punch him! It came out in a sudden huff. That wasn't exactly what she had been going for, but realistically it was probably the best she could manage, so that was all she admitted to for now.