Gaze straying to her lap, Gwen picks idly at the hem of her shirt. "That I'm like him when it comes to him," she quietly replies without looking up. This isn't something she's necessarily proud of, but she's not in denial. She's watched herself on screen enough to see it.
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Date: 2007-05-16 04:36 am (UTC)