[ yeah. yeah, that does sum it up pretty damn well. ]
...Oh.
[ he feels sweaty and nauseated when it's over and has to take a moment to get it together. he thinks he remembers now, vaguely, running through a world that was falling apart once before, but the atmosphere then could hardly have been more different from this. they really are from very different genres.
though that thing just now— was it really even a part of those stories or something else altogether?
he swallows. ]
Um, was that... what was behind everything, then...?
She's covering her mouth and wincing, battling back the queasiness. She's had this replayed to her a few times already and it has not once gotten easier.]
Mostly, yes. I think she was the biggest reason things fell apart. [One look at poor Totty helps clear her own nausea. She puts a hand to his shoulder. Bracing, comforting.] That was the Stepmother. From Cinderella's story. I think she was the first to really find out what we were.
And she didn't like the role she was forced to play.
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...Oh.
[ he feels sweaty and nauseated when it's over and has to take a moment to get it together. he thinks he remembers now, vaguely, running through a world that was falling apart once before, but the atmosphere then could hardly have been more different from this. they really are from very different genres.
though that thing just now— was it really even a part of those stories or something else altogether?
he swallows. ]
Um, was that... what was behind everything, then...?
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She's covering her mouth and wincing, battling back the queasiness. She's had this replayed to her a few times already and it has not once gotten easier.]
Mostly, yes. I think she was the biggest reason things fell apart. [One look at poor Totty helps clear her own nausea. She puts a hand to his shoulder. Bracing, comforting.] That was the Stepmother. From Cinderella's story. I think she was the first to really find out what we were.
And she didn't like the role she was forced to play.