[She wishes she could say yes. That spiteful, bitter child that she is. Because of course she is! Just look at her!
But she's not that self-centered, and she doesn't want to act like it. It takes an effort for her to answer though, to blink back into this... into herself. She doesn't even see the loop of the memory anymore. White noise.] No. He threw us into this war. [She touches a hand to her neck, and it still feels wrong, not having that gold collar there.] Because of some fool's arrogance... thinking as though the land betrayed him, he would destroy it. Thinking he was the one true King that would... I don't know.
[She never really understood what Dewey was truly after, and she thinks she might have been the only one that could put together those pieces. To really understand.
But she doesn't want to.]
All the blood he spilled didn't matter to him. Cities worth... Even this. [It's the first time she's really acknowledged the memory, looking around her.] All of this to play into his deception. Scare everyone into supporting him.
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But she's not that self-centered, and she doesn't want to act like it. It takes an effort for her to answer though, to blink back into this... into herself. She doesn't even see the loop of the memory anymore. White noise.] No. He threw us into this war. [She touches a hand to her neck, and it still feels wrong, not having that gold collar there.] Because of some fool's arrogance... thinking as though the land betrayed him, he would destroy it. Thinking he was the one true King that would... I don't know.
[She never really understood what Dewey was truly after, and she thinks she might have been the only one that could put together those pieces. To really understand.
But she doesn't want to.]
All the blood he spilled didn't matter to him. Cities worth... Even this. [It's the first time she's really acknowledged the memory, looking around her.] All of this to play into his deception. Scare everyone into supporting him.