[ She initially types Oh I am not, but that's not really true, is it? Even with just what's happened in the last three months, the last six, the last nine... it's more than anyone knows. Rua doesn't know everything. Even Jaime doesn't know everything. Pieces, sure, but each one is pried from her hands with more effort and strain than anyone else should bother going through — but even knowing that doesn't make it any easier for her to say. ]
I suppose.
[ Even that is as close as she can get to saying it. There's so much she never wants to say. ]
The more things change, huh? You'd think it would get easier.
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I suppose.
[ Even that is as close as she can get to saying it. There's so much she never wants to say. ]
The more things change, huh? You'd think it would get easier.