A huff escapes her nose, but it's not angry. At this point, Ellie is tired, worried, and tired of being worried, and she wasn't sure the answer she had WANTED to hear. But he didn't lie this time, which she had to admit, was nice. Progress, even.
After a long pause, she speaks, having to clear her throat. "Is it about me? I promise I'm not trying to start an argument," THIS TIME, a voice in her mind reminded her. "Or is it about something else?"
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