[And that's the problem. She's not being killed, and she's not held captive. And the coals inside her still burn hot, fanning smoke to her head even now, in the chill and calm of the medical bay, with supervision and a dear friend at her side.]
I don't think...you should be forgiving me just yet.
You'll be annoyed to hear it, but I already have. Or rather, I never thought there was anything to forgive you for. [sometimes you kill people because something told you to. she's not unused to this.]
But I know that you don't want to do it again. I want... I want to help you, somehow, in a way that doesn't mean your death.
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[Rosamund pulls herself onto her knees, pushing her hair over one shoulder and looking at her with a sullen stare.]
I'm not getting executed and they didn't even tie me up. I'm getting away with murder.
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I've never heard a person say that in that specific tone before. [but a little more seriously:] ... You would not have chosen to do so normally.
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[And that's the problem. She's not being killed, and she's not held captive. And the coals inside her still burn hot, fanning smoke to her head even now, in the chill and calm of the medical bay, with supervision and a dear friend at her side.]
I don't think...you should be forgiving me just yet.
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You'll be annoyed to hear it, but I already have. Or rather, I never thought there was anything to forgive you for. [sometimes you kill people because something told you to. she's not unused to this.]
But I know that you don't want to do it again. I want... I want to help you, somehow, in a way that doesn't mean your death.