[She shuts her eyes. She can't allow herself to cry here, not in front of this person of power and arrogance. She has to save it for later. There will be plenty of time when she's alone.
She knows, in an academic way, that she had to teach herself these lessons. But they were learned by a different her, not the one whose memories have been dumped into a laundry tub and pounded with a mangle until she doesn't know which are real and which aren't.]
Is Seliph... alive? [All she can do is cover her eyes with her hand, but she can't keep the shaking from her voice.] Did he even know?
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[She shuts her eyes. She can't allow herself to cry here, not in front of this person of power and arrogance. She has to save it for later. There will be plenty of time when she's alone.
She knows, in an academic way, that she had to teach herself these lessons. But they were learned by a different her, not the one whose memories have been dumped into a laundry tub and pounded with a mangle until she doesn't know which are real and which aren't.]
Is Seliph... alive? [All she can do is cover her eyes with her hand, but she can't keep the shaking from her voice.] Did he even know?