[She can see his belief. She can. And in its own way it's such a beautiful thing, to see someone who believes in something abstract rather than something concrete, like the ability to twist people to their own purposes. Like the necessity of using every part of someone, to honor them.]
[And so she smiles at him, bright and wide, and there are tears at the corners of her eyes that she's not entirely sure about - where did they come from? What's their purpose? And are they real, or are they false?]
It qualifies.
Tell me? Please? I want to know. It feels - important.
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[And so she smiles at him, bright and wide, and there are tears at the corners of her eyes that she's not entirely sure about - where did they come from? What's their purpose? And are they real, or are they false?]
It qualifies.
Tell me? Please? I want to know. It feels - important.