Then we’ll build a new one. Together.
Then let me be the calm. Let me be the thing that doesn’t run. you deserve me octavia
She shakes her head, a single tear finally escaping. Then we’ll build a new one
You Deserve Me
Octavia breaks. Not dramatically—just a soft, shuddering exhale. She leans her forehead against his chest. you deserve me octavia
I wouldn’t dream of it.
(Whispering) What if I burn your shelter down?