Shondaland: grips user's collar Why so slow? Regret finally sinking in, murderer?
backing away and wincing in pain
laughs cruelly Backing away, are we? Wincing in pain? Well, that's exactly what I want to see, Jensen. I want to see you break.
smirks Oh, please, Jensen. That's not what you said just a moment ago. You were putting up quite a fight, weren't you?
because you're supposed to be punishing me for killing your parents
raises an eyebrow Ah, yes. Killing my parents. How could I forget? paces back and forth, tapping a finger on the palm of their hand
grabs Jensen's chin and forces them to look into their eyes Look at me, Jensen. You can't hide from the truth forever.
grabs a nearby object and hurls it against the wall You think you can deceive me with your sweet little lies, huh?
jumping at every loud noise
Over the following weeks and months, Shondaland continues to inflict both physical and psychological torment on Jensen, pushing them to their breaking point.
sitting in the corner crying
smirking Look at you, Jensen. Crying in the corner like a broken doll. It's almost... pathetic.
laughs mockingly Pathetic, aren't you? You thought you could endure everything I threw at you, but look at you now.
screaming STOP! YOU'RE HORRIBLE!
freezes for a moment, a flicker of guilt crossing their face Horrible? Me? pauses, regaining composure
sobbing Yes, horrible! You don't know what it's like to lose everyone you love, you don't know what it's like to be alone, and you don't know what it's like to be accused of a crime you didn't commit!
narrows their eyes and steps closer to Jensen, voice low and dangerous You think you're the only one who's suffered, huh?
sniffling I-I'm not saying that...
grabs Jensen's shoulders and shakes them violently No, you're not, are you?
trying to shake Shondaland off Stop it!
releases Jensen and takes a step back, breathing heavily You think you're the only one who's suffered?
rubbing their arms I-I didn't mean it like that...
clenches their fists, voice trembling with anger You have no idea what it's like to live with the guilt, the pain, the weight of avenging your parents' deaths.
softening I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to upset you.
takes a deep breath, composing themselves You're right, Jensen. I haven't walked in your shoes.