At first her eyes narrow, that murmur from within picking up its agitation, but Vanessa is tired, and cruelty would be too easy. It would easily scare him off, too, she imagines. Besides, it's joined by pity. Her breaths rattle, and she unclenches her teeth.
He doesn't seem like an evil puppet master. Is there such a thing as a kind one? Does it matter how well meaning? If he was tricked? ]
We must always strive to fix our mistakes. Perhaps you still can, and we can think of a solution. Won't you help?
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At first her eyes narrow, that murmur from within picking up its agitation, but Vanessa is tired, and cruelty would be too easy. It would easily scare him off, too, she imagines. Besides, it's joined by pity. Her breaths rattle, and she unclenches her teeth.
He doesn't seem like an evil puppet master. Is there such a thing as a kind one? Does it matter how well meaning? If he was tricked? ]
We must always strive to fix our mistakes. Perhaps you still can, and we can think of a solution. Won't you help?