[It takes her a moment to realize what he means. To understand he's talking about the Kanima. It's been so long for her, she doesn't think about it anymore.
And it doesn't make sense.
This Jackson. Her Jackson is a much better person than that ruthless thing she met in the arena. There was nothing there to reach for, nothing she could save.
Unlike this version of him.
She squeezes his hand and shakes her head, shifting a little closer to him.]
He's a monster, Jackson. No matter which form he has. You're not. He doesn't have the humanity you do. He doesn't have the connections you do. [To her, and despite what they may think now, to the rest of the pack.]
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And it doesn't make sense.
This Jackson. Her Jackson is a much better person than that ruthless thing she met in the arena. There was nothing there to reach for, nothing she could save.
Unlike this version of him.
She squeezes his hand and shakes her head, shifting a little closer to him.]
He's a monster, Jackson. No matter which form he has. You're not. He doesn't have the humanity you do. He doesn't have the connections you do. [To her, and despite what they may think now, to the rest of the pack.]