"...." She considers that for a moment, before crossing her arms. "...You have to give it back too then," she determines, before continuing. "...It still doesn't make sense," she adds, scuffing the ground with a sandal. "I don't even know what most feelings are, they're just there. But as soon as I said that's how I knew what animals wanted, you wanted me gone. I don't even know why."
no subject
"...." She considers that for a moment, before crossing her arms. "...You have to give it back too then," she determines, before continuing. "...It still doesn't make sense," she adds, scuffing the ground with a sandal. "I don't even know what most feelings are, they're just there. But as soon as I said that's how I knew what animals wanted, you wanted me gone. I don't even know why."