The weird part? This was exactly the kind of pep talk Diana was usually the one giving. Not as a platitude, but because it was something she generally believed. Every single person possessed a special quality, a special something. Everyone was important, as long as they opened themselves up to the love of others.
And, oh God, did Diana believe in love. Unironically and whole-heartedly.
Was this what she sounded like to other people? Kavinsky was being genuine, she had no doubt.
In another lifetime, they would have obviously been BFFs.
She shook her head, just slightly. "Yeah. People care about me." The problem was, some of them cared about her too much. Enough to kidnap her, hold her prisoner, and dangle her over the floor like Andrew Lloyd Webber's damn chandelier. Diana took a deep breath, unable to look at Kavinsky for the moment. "Although I guess that part doesn't matter so much here. I mean...Hell and all."
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And, oh God, did Diana believe in love. Unironically and whole-heartedly.
Was this what she sounded like to other people? Kavinsky was being genuine, she had no doubt.
In another lifetime, they would have obviously been BFFs.
She shook her head, just slightly. "Yeah. People care about me." The problem was, some of them cared about her too much. Enough to kidnap her, hold her prisoner, and dangle her over the floor like Andrew Lloyd Webber's damn chandelier. Diana took a deep breath, unable to look at Kavinsky for the moment. "Although I guess that part doesn't matter so much here. I mean...Hell and all."