No, that'll be the sodding deities themselves, wouldn't it. I understand, though; I've had my memories shared with the City before. Not always like this, but, well.
[Now the question is, does she carry on like she doesn't know more than what's been shown? Probably best. But her response hints at a further knowledge, maybe.]
I've met someone rather like her in my world, when I was younger.
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I think your memories are on the network. Of Narnia, I expect.
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Just a moment.
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Bloody-
How do I get these off?
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I tried not to see all of it.
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Sorry. This isn't your fault.
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D'you...
[A breath.]
Are you alright?
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It's not like any of this is some great secret, anymore.
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I've met someone rather like her in my world, when I was younger.
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Oh.
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[She trails off, uncertain, then simply sighs.]
They're good at all that. Tricking people. Being their friend to get something.
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I know you did. I know. Sometimes I forget. She's just a right piece of work, is all.
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