"But even if. Someone made them that way. They didn't have to." He scowls, scuffs the gross floor with his boot as they walk. "Soft things shouldn't have to be cruel. They should be allowed to be soft."
And even he can't avoid the connection that time. He's willfully avoiding thoughts about himself, but thoughts about Yelena are fair game. There were little girls-- not just Yelena, but she was certainly one of them. They should've been allowed to be little girls. "You should've been allowed to be soft," he says slowly. "And I helped in that. I'm sorry."
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And even he can't avoid the connection that time. He's willfully avoiding thoughts about himself, but thoughts about Yelena are fair game. There were little girls-- not just Yelena, but she was certainly one of them. They should've been allowed to be little girls. "You should've been allowed to be soft," he says slowly. "And I helped in that. I'm sorry."