[The silence more than answers her on its own. The longer he stays quiet, the more horrors she finds she's capable of coming up with. And yet somehow, he says she got him out of Mount Weather?
Now she gets it. Torture is hard to get back from - it took her that long to get back from the fear of it - and she wishes she could piece together everything back to the way it was twenty minutes ago. Back to laughing and joking, not her making him relive it.
She hesitates, then takes one step. Another one. Walks over to the couch, and lets herself drop back into it.]
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Now she gets it. Torture is hard to get back from - it took her that long to get back from the fear of it - and she wishes she could piece together everything back to the way it was twenty minutes ago. Back to laughing and joking, not her making him relive it.
She hesitates, then takes one step. Another one. Walks over to the couch, and lets herself drop back into it.]
You think we're in the dollhouse.