[ A nod. His gaze fixed at some steady point on the ground, in front of them. ]
She was a friend. She was his sister. [ And all he felt when he killed her was the recoil, and the weight of Church's eyes on him. Quiet, for a moment, and. ] Sometimes it's my own sisters.
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She was a friend. She was his sister. [ And all he felt when he killed her was the recoil, and the weight of Church's eyes on him. Quiet, for a moment, and. ] Sometimes it's my own sisters.
This time, it was Sonia.