That's no reason to attack. Just because we aren't from the same place doesn't mean we're enemies.
[Perhaps the idea hurts a little more now than it otherwise might. Perhaps the memory of Vi walking away through the rain, saying they could never work out because they come from opposite sides of the river is too fresh. Her shoulders stiffen, her hands clench, before the tension in her body releases and something like anger gives way to intense, ironclad conviction.]
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[Perhaps the idea hurts a little more now than it otherwise might. Perhaps the memory of Vi walking away through the rain, saying they could never work out because they come from opposite sides of the river is too fresh. Her shoulders stiffen, her hands clench, before the tension in her body releases and something like anger gives way to intense, ironclad conviction.]
I'm not your enemy.