[Inanna sighs and sits back upright, watching John's back with no small amount of concern. This is really about how they'd expected the encounter to go after all of his other attempts to chase them off.]
Why? ...How many times are you going to make me say it's because I like you, John? [And, frankly speaking, they really believed he was capable of doing better—being better. It was too early to say so to his face, but they weren't about to walk away and leave him sulking and miserable in the pit like this.]
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Why? ...How many times are you going to make me say it's because I like you, John? [And, frankly speaking, they really believed he was capable of doing better—being better. It was too early to say so to his face, but they weren't about to walk away and leave him sulking and miserable in the pit like this.]