... [Trust him. Of course she trusts him, that's not the point. It's everything else in this place she doesn't trust, cannot trust, will never trust. It is changeable and abstract and works in ways she cannot fathom. How can she trust this place, trust the Malnosso, not to find out or act against anyone here?
She's silent a moment, eyes dark and withdrawn, tense with that lingering fear before she makes herself nod. Trust him. She'll have to hope it was enough.]
Do ho ho ho.
She's silent a moment, eyes dark and withdrawn, tense with that lingering fear before she makes herself nod. Trust him. She'll have to hope it was enough.]
I do.