Sieglinde tries hard, she does, shoulders hunching, bottom lip trembling, trying to force it... but as easy as she thinks it would be to cry if she let herself think about certain other things...
She isn't sad. (Right now, here, spending time with him.)
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Sieglinde tries hard, she does, shoulders hunching, bottom lip trembling, trying to force it... but as easy as she thinks it would be to cry if she let herself think about certain other things...
She isn't sad. (Right now, here, spending time with him.)
So she gives up to pout into her drink.]
Well I value you, so there-