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It's a little hard... um, everything about this situation is a little strange, and I'm still really confused about what's happening - even though I want to stay with you, and I want to talk to you about lots of different things, I'm not really sure where we should start . . .
First, I thought - ... if you're leaving after sunrise, I wondered if that had been a reanimated corpse, or a vampire... but even when it's something that's important for you to do, you don't like being violent, do you...?
So I didn't really want to talk to you about that...
. . . I think ... whenever we can, it's always better to try fixing things with words. But -
If you don't want to, then we don't have to talk about things like that, do we...? It's true that I want to stay with you, but it's because I want to keep you company too, you know...?
[ though there is some disappointment in her tone and expression that she can't quite quash entirely, the straightening of her back and withdrawal of her now clasped hands further into her lap additionally more telling than she'd probably like. ]
I was just wondering about the sorts of things I should say... I'm sure you know a few things about magic, so I'm sure you would believe me if I told you everything, but it's definitely a little strange, isn't it...?
for whatever reason (tm) as she trails off she seems deep in thought, momentarily - snapping back there is a distinct confusion in her gaze, as if waking up from a long dream ]
... Oh. I'm sorry, I started to say something but got distracted, didn't I...? ... What were we talking about?
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instead, he takes a moment more, before he smiles. under the hood, it's hard to see his eyes. ]
Very well. I can only stay here for a little while longer—still, until then, I will stay by your side.
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Can we sit? It should be okay to talk for a little while, shouldn't it...?
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[ picking up the black keys from the ashes, before he goes to the entrance to ? set up ? something?
some sort of barrier. ]
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Then, what shall we talk about?
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[ she could ask about the thing he killed, but the context has revealed enough. her hands toy with the fabric of her dress idle as she thinks, ]
It's a little hard... um, everything about this situation is a little strange, and I'm still really confused about what's happening - even though I want to stay with you, and I want to talk to you about lots of different things, I'm not really sure where we should start . . .
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First, I thought - ... if you're leaving after sunrise, I wondered if that had been a reanimated corpse, or a vampire... but even when it's something that's important for you to do, you don't like being violent, do you...?
So I didn't really want to talk to you about that...
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. . . I think ... whenever we can, it's always better to try fixing things with words. But -
If you don't want to, then we don't have to talk about things like that, do we...? It's true that I want to stay with you, but it's because I want to keep you company too, you know...?
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Then, why don't we talk about something you like?
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Do you know who I am...?
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[ though there is some disappointment in her tone and expression that she can't quite quash entirely, the straightening of her back and withdrawal of her now clasped hands further into her lap additionally more telling than she'd probably like. ]
I was just wondering about the sorts of things I should say... I'm sure you know a few things about magic, so I'm sure you would believe me if I told you everything, but it's definitely a little strange, isn't it...?
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What is strange?
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I love you, so I wouldn't do anything strange . . .
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[ it's -
for whatever reason (tm) as she trails off she seems deep in thought, momentarily - snapping back there is a distinct confusion in her gaze, as if waking up from a long dream ]
... Oh. I'm sorry, I started to say something but got distracted, didn't I...? ... What were we talking about?
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I think you should retire for the night, miss. Though your company was pleasant, there is nothing to gain from resisting sleep.
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