[The color drains from her face, but Deanna doesn't look away, not until the end, needing to gather her thoughts. It's a lot to take in and there's no way she can work through it all in one sitting. Who is telling the truth? This is the question that has been plaguing her since her arrival, made all the worse by the loss of her empathic powers. Her gut tells her to believe him, just as it told her not to trust Diya. Yet if she is going to decide to break the Prime Directive in such a definitive way as to actively start sabotaging the Cetagandans, she needs more certainty than that.]
How do you know this will happen?
[The question is not an accusatory one - indeed, the slight tremble in her voice betrays some of her inner struggle.]
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How do you know this will happen?
[The question is not an accusatory one - indeed, the slight tremble in her voice betrays some of her inner struggle.]