[She doesn't flinch. Looks more tired, maybe, but she'd practically invited the question. Because blurting all her crimes seems rather easy today.]
My husband's killer is here in Folkmore. I do not begrudge her his death. [And again, it's somewhat relieving to know this for a fact; that the river was an overflow of emotions and just extremely poor timing. So she takes a breath, and the next admission comes easier.] He was not a good man. I know that. He knew that. He killed her parents years ago, and I know... if anyone was going to kill him, he'd prefer that it was her.
So...I didn't mean to try. But she found me in the river when I was lost to grief, and immediately started crying about her parents. It was... too raw. [You know, there you are, crippled by loss, and this teenager wades up to you and makes it all about her. Then suddenly, you find an outlet and you're not so crippled anymore. You're just angry.]
I've spent months telling her she has no vengeance to fear from me, and then I try to drown her in a river. It's best she doesn't have to see me again.
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My husband's killer is here in Folkmore. I do not begrudge her his death. [And again, it's somewhat relieving to know this for a fact; that the river was an overflow of emotions and just extremely poor timing. So she takes a breath, and the next admission comes easier.] He was not a good man. I know that. He knew that. He killed her parents years ago, and I know... if anyone was going to kill him, he'd prefer that it was her.
So...I didn't mean to try. But she found me in the river when I was lost to grief, and immediately started crying about her parents. It was... too raw. [You know, there you are, crippled by loss, and this teenager wades up to you and makes it all about her. Then suddenly, you find an outlet and you're not so crippled anymore. You're just angry.]
I've spent months telling her she has no vengeance to fear from me, and then I try to drown her in a river. It's best she doesn't have to see me again.