[Her expression twists, because the killing never stops, and they're both killers but they're both her friends. And it's not like she isn't a killer too. the dead bodies don't just disappear because you decide you don't want to do it anymore.
She closes her eyes for a moment, and only a fellow victor can know what a sign of trust that is. Sickin the head. Her eyes open again, and they're still there] How likely is it that I'm just making this all up?
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She closes her eyes for a moment, and only a fellow victor can know what a sign of trust that is. Sickin the head. Her eyes open again, and they're still there] How likely is it that I'm just making this all up?