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Date: 2023-05-14 03:25 pm (UTC)"Sitwell," she answers, trying to slow her racing heart. "He spilled his guts, the coward."
He's watching her with horrified confusion, and she lifts her free hand, carefully, holding it up, palm towards him and fingers spread in the universal slow down gesture. "No. I didn't know this. But if I could have stopped you from falling, none of this would have happened."