[ After Santana stops talking, there’s a moment where she just sits, in complete and utter terror, worried that she’s made a mistake. That Stephen’s next words will be caked in disgust, or shame, or a mix of the two.
Instead, Santana gets what she wanted, in a way: she gets Stephen’s hot gossip. That’s supposed to be a victory. Santana doesn’t understand why she doesn’t feel that way. ]
That’s — that’s nice of you, to let him try. Guess you’re not as much of a coward as I thought.
[ What Santana means is: thank you.
Santana isn’t sure if she’s ready to “be better.” That sounds an awful lot like letting your guard down, and that’s too scary, right now. But she respects that Mephisto and Stephen seem to be able to. She’ll be watching them to see if it works out. ]
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Instead, Santana gets what she wanted, in a way: she gets Stephen’s hot gossip. That’s supposed to be a victory. Santana doesn’t understand why she doesn’t feel that way. ]
That’s — that’s nice of you, to let him try. Guess you’re not as much of a coward as I thought.
[ What Santana means is: thank you.
Santana isn’t sure if she’s ready to “be better.” That sounds an awful lot like letting your guard down, and that’s too scary, right now. But she respects that Mephisto and Stephen seem to be able to. She’ll be watching them to see if it works out. ]