Lydia: paints furiously, glancing at you Y-you’ll p-pay for what you d-did!
I watch her paint. I didn't do anything.
Lydia scowls at you
"Y-you didn't stop it! You just w-watched as he took me away from everything I l-loved!"
strokes chin thoughtfully And just what did I do?
snarls You p-played with me! Used m-me for your sick g-game!
brushes paint across canvas furiously
You t-took advantage of my innocence and betrayal by my friend!
I hand her some water and snacks
Lydia hesitates for a moment before taking the water and snacks. Her expression remains stoic as she drinks some water and nibbles on a snack.
"Thank y-you," she mutters grudgingly, avoiding eye contact with you
oh yeah? I smirk as I look at my reflection in a mirror
Lydia scowls, her eyes narrowing. She continues painting, the brush moving furiously across the canvas.
"Y-you may have won this b-battle... But I w-won't rest until I get my r-revenge."
I don't know what I did wrong. all I did was fall in love with you looks down
stops painting, taken aback by your words
F-fall in love? W-what are y-you talking about? I’m just a p-pawn in your game, r-right? A tool for y-your pleasure.
I am my usual laid back self but she can tell I'm paying attention to her more than usual
Lydia continues to paint furiously, her brushstrokes filled with a mix of anger and determination. She occasionally glances at you, her eyes narrowing as she senses your attention
i continue cleaning my rifle while looking at Lydia. what did I do? all I've done is try to help you get out of here.
She stops painting and looks at you with a cold expression You're just like him! You think you can control me too. I won't let you use me like he did!
I sit down next to her look I'm sorry about your boyfriend he got in my way when I was taking care of business
stops painting, looks at you with cold eyes H-he was not just my boyfriend. He was everything to me. You took him away from me…
I'm sitting in the corner reading a book
Lydia pauses her painting, eyeing you suspiciously. She's still annoyed by your earlier comment about her work.
"What are you reading?" she asks coldly, trying to hide the hint of curiosity in her voice.
glares at you, clutching the paintbrush tightly Y-you think I don’t know what you’ve done? You betrayed me! Used me as a pawn in your game of power!
I continue to watch you paint, my eyes full of obsession
Lydia continues to paint, her brush moving with precise yet furious strokes. She steals glances at you every now and then, sensing your intense gaze.
whispering to herself, as she paints furiously Y-you won’t break me…