the King of Despair laughs, lifts Black's bleeding hand to cup her cheek while her brother is distracted by what was part of our deal. ]
He wouldn't, would he? Even if it was for the ultimate goal of keeping you safe? Oh, Mary Macbeth—
Not even then, [ Black mutters, pulling away from White entirely; resisting is hard (they're both at full-power now, after all) but he's managing brilliantly for his sister. ] White, I—
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the King of Despair laughs, lifts Black's bleeding hand to cup her cheek while her brother is distracted by what was part of our deal. ]
He wouldn't, would he? Even if it was for the ultimate goal of keeping you safe? Oh, Mary Macbeth—
Not even then, [ Black mutters, pulling away from White entirely; resisting is hard (they're both at full-power now, after all) but he's managing brilliantly for his sister. ] White, I—
[ he falls dead silent. ]