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Once upon a time, I’d been bubbly and friendly to everyone I’d met "Maybe I just don’t talkfroame to say: takes one to know one, Empress"

"I’ve killed in self-defense You forced others to kill for sport Even children"

"Or perhaps I weeded out ht I ell aware of the crying boy My Bagmen referees wouldn’t have allowed the child to be hurt, and anyone who’d targeted him would’ve been disqualified from Olympus"

"Yet there were no kids in your stands? Don’t lie to ers’ collars in the back

When they wailed, Sol clenched the steering wheel, and sunlight flickered from his face

Thanks for the top-off My body vine sprouted froht, then said, "I sent children and parents on their way"

I raised lad I had two zoank one, just to show Sol I was serious

"It’s true, Empress! Mierda! I swear it’s true"

Maybe it was But"What about those injured prisoners who couldn’t get out of their cages fast enough? Your guards shot them in cold blood"

"A mercy," he said firmly "Anyone injured AF is in a literal world of ht out of ten of those ree I’d rarely ive a to befriend this card Sol ht be better than the Lovers or Richter, but that bar was as low as Circe’s abyss

"You threaten others so easily," he said, sounding hurt "Without a thought Why are you so cruel?"

"Bagmen aren’t others They’re monsters" My mother would be alive if not for them

"Not to me They’re my friends"

The Lovers had called their carnates children "Then you’re sick"

"And you’re not? You’re over there necking a slithery vine For all I know, you could be the ods Maybe I should ally with other Arcana and take you out"