[The wait for Lucretia's reply is agonizing, but when she does answer, her voice careful, Val's shoulders relax visibly from the way they'd tensed. She turns her head to the side, just enough to catch a glimpse of Lucretia's face, and a ghost of a smile finds its way to her mouth.]
Yeah. It's...not something I was ever proud of. I already had enough guilt when I showed up in that place, but...
[Well. There's a reason she's such a heavy drinker.]
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Yeah. It's...not something I was ever proud of. I already had enough guilt when I showed up in that place, but...
[Well. There's a reason she's such a heavy drinker.]