[she leans into him, setting the cueball down on her pillow. it sits there innocently, giving no indication as to its true nature. Terezi uses her now-freed hands to hug herself to him.]
It'll be fine... I'll figure it out. You're right, you know. He can't do anything to me.
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It'll be fine... I'll figure it out. You're right, you know. He can't do anything to me.