She's been told by many people that they hate her, that she's a scheming bitch, that she deserves all the nightmares coming to her in the afterlife.
Not one person has ever hurt her as deeply as Samus just did.
"Well, if... if there's nothing else you want, then, I should be going." Her movements are fluid as she stands, but her lips and hands are trembling. A few coins are laid out on the table before she turns to Samus and inclines her head and shoulders in a slight bow.
"I promise to stay out of contact and as far out of your life as possible, if that's what you wish." I'm used to being alone anyway. "My... address remains the same if you ever feel the need to..." yell at me, scream at me, hit me, put me in my place "to acquire the services of someone who has contracted themselves to Schön."
She takes a few steps past Samus and then stops. With one last look over her shoulder, she says softly, "I'm sorry. I never deserved your help and my abuse of it only doubles the offense. I don't deserve forgiveness, so I beg you not to find any for me. I..." No. No more. She has no reason to listen anyway. "I'm sorry."
Her footsteps take her out of the Harp and into a nearby alley, one that is only noticed when someone is looking for it. The inn is too far away and she still needs to meet with Schön. The alley is a fine place to get out all of her tears and regain her composure, even if the latter ends up being another lie.
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She's been told by many people that they hate her, that she's a scheming bitch, that she deserves all the nightmares coming to her in the afterlife.
Not one person has ever hurt her as deeply as Samus just did.
"Well, if... if there's nothing else you want, then, I should be going." Her movements are fluid as she stands, but her lips and hands are trembling. A few coins are laid out on the table before she turns to Samus and inclines her head and shoulders in a slight bow.
"I promise to stay out of contact and as far out of your life as possible, if that's what you wish." I'm used to being alone anyway. "My... address remains the same if you ever feel the need to..." yell at me, scream at me, hit me, put me in my place "to acquire the services of someone who has contracted themselves to Schön."
She takes a few steps past Samus and then stops. With one last look over her shoulder, she says softly, "I'm sorry. I never deserved your help and my abuse of it only doubles the offense. I don't deserve forgiveness, so I beg you not to find any for me. I..." No. No more. She has no reason to listen anyway. "I'm sorry."
Her footsteps take her out of the Harp and into a nearby alley, one that is only noticed when someone is looking for it. The inn is too far away and she still needs to meet with Schön. The alley is a fine place to get out all of her tears and regain her composure, even if the latter ends up being another lie.