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"I'm not going to get fucking arrested, so yes, of course I'd kill her. Getting arrested would destroy my reputation. I'm certain I'd get off from charges, but the arrest itself would ruin me. Don't you get that? Seriously, you're incredibly naive and it's really grating on me," the man admitted, doing his best to push the other away without being too hard - after pushing Sandra and seeing how seriously injured she had become, he was particularly wary of his own strength.
"...Maybe I wouldn't kill Sandra, I guess I couldn't do that," he sighed, trying to let his anger ebb away. "Honestly, can you just... in the nicest way possible, can you fuck off? I don't really like looking at you. You can't go harbouring secrets and knowing I'll end up getting arrested, and expect me to be okay with it, can you?"
"...Maybe I wouldn't kill Sandra, I guess I couldn't do that," he sighed, trying to let his anger ebb away. "Honestly, can you just... in the nicest way possible, can you fuck off? I don't really like looking at you. You can't go harbouring secrets and knowing I'll end up getting arrested, and expect me to be okay with it, can you?"