Right? And who the fuck eats all the bones and the butthole, anyway? Bigots.
[She huffs, shaking her head.]
It's so sweet of you to offer! And totally unnecessary. [She sounds like she appreciates it, though.] I think I'm going to let them believe I forgave them, and then do something small but inconvenient when they least expect it.
[Harrow is stony faced, but there is a piece of her, deep down inside, that struggles to surface from chilly waters of her dignity and to laugh about eating the butthole.]
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... Only bad people. And I swear, I didn't kill anyone last week.
[Saturday's trial was sure a trip when the main theory was vore.]
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I wouldn't have thought otherwise. You didn't. . . even when. . . [Even when all of them would have.]
I won't pry. I just must admit I am rather fascinated.
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[She is stressed! But Harrow seems to be taking it well, so she allows herself to relax a little.]
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[Sheila is so valid.]
There is no need to apologize.
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[She huffs, shaking her head.]
It's so sweet of you to offer! And totally unnecessary. [She sounds like she appreciates it, though.] I think I'm going to let them believe I forgave them, and then do something small but inconvenient when they least expect it.
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. . . If you're sure.
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[Let yourself laugh at the butthole, Harrow. It's fine.]