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Are we truly on the moon?

[ She sounds curious, curious enough to ask again but this time to the network now that she's been given proper instruction on how to work it and the device given to her. Lucrezia's already asked both her mother and her brother, but asking network-wide means making friends. ]

Has it always been this bleak? We see it high up in the sky, unable to ever touch it. It shines down light should we happen to lose our way—and this is how it really is? What a lonely place to be.

And space—God’s light must not reach far.

[ It doesn’t make sense. It shouldn’t be possible. Yet here they all are. And she'll put behind her the chaotic welcome she had been greeted with, monsters and carnage, death littering the corridors a week ago. ]

I cannot help but think that space is a far darker world than that of Rome.

[ But how could such a thing even be possible? ]

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[cesar]

[ There was a time, when they were both younger, when Cesare felt little fear in promising her the world and more. Everything was possible then and he knew he would stop at nothing to keep his word to her. But the world isn't so kind these days and there have been too many instances when he had to lie to her.

He thinks she has always known when he lied, which is worse. But sometimes he must. ]

Soon, sis.

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[iluminar]

[Lucrezia remembers their last conversation well, the one they'd had over little Giovanni's cradle back home. The talk of poison, the talk of fratricide. As she had looked upon Cesare's face, looked into his eyes, she knew he would do whatever it took to see Juan subdued and kept away from both her and her son, even if it meant sliding a knife into his belly and overturning his still warm body into the Tiber.

Cesare would never lie about that. However, this...]

Good night, Cesare.