I want it in the fire. [But she won't take it from him. She doesn't trust herself with that struggle, not to go too far, not to add another death of a resident to her record here.
So she sits, very still and very silent, glaring at the flames, fingers flexing and contracting as she reminds herself all the reasons she can't go for a knife.]
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So she sits, very still and very silent, glaring at the flames, fingers flexing and contracting as she reminds herself all the reasons she can't go for a knife.]
Yes. I think it will.