Challenging · Empathy ≥ 6
A brief spike of longing in her upright body. The dots under her eyelids shake.
Psyche
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A brief spike of longing in her upright body. The dots under her eyelids shake.
Perhaps that explains her strange pining after the Revolution? Some degraded early memories...
She conveys it in short, cold bursts, trying not to invest too deeply in the condition of this doomed detective.
Some of that assurance is meant for herself, as much as it's meant for you. She must have a lot on the line here.
It is clear this pebble is of enormous value to her...
There is regret in her voice -- for all the countless things she never had time to do with her money.
She does not seem convinced that you'll be fine. If anything, she is realizing this whole reality low-down is less philosophical than you've led on.
In her green eyes you see a mixture of truth and self-satire. Decades of guilt and pride.
All she can see are vague outlines of a great winding down. The doldrums. People killed, but no great transitions of wealth. It makes her feel old -- and something else. Something you can't put your finger on...
There is bitterness in her voice -- tempered with understanding. She is critical, but ultimately understands the cause.
From the looks of it the Fifties haven't been much better for the Zone of Control -- you can see it in her eyes. Days slipping away....
No. The tiny apes are doing all they can to be better. It's not their fault.
You will never be able to experience it the way she does. She's even a bit sad about it; then the feeling passes.
Neither one of us will ever get it off completely.
His tone is friendly now and the last words are actually accompanied with a little smile.
Something changes in her. It's pity. Pity comes over her.