[ Rather than answer, she goes quiet. Deathly quiet, her eyes staring through him, as if she's a million miles away. Only when she blinks and looks back down at her plate does she seem to come back from...wherever she was. ]
I'm not gonna bore you with sob stories. Only found a positive use for them right before I died.
[ She stands up slowly and cleans up her dishware, leaving no speck of sauce or crumbs behind. ]
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I'm not gonna bore you with sob stories. Only found a positive use for them right before I died.
[ She stands up slowly and cleans up her dishware, leaving no speck of sauce or crumbs behind. ]
Satisfied?