[She touches her forehead. She feels wearied, and the conversation has drifted out of her hands and entirely into his. His curiosity only looks idle, she thinks. It's more like he's testing her skin with needles. Does it hurt here? How about here? Ah, and why is that?]
Pardon me, Owner, but it's been quite a long day. I promised I'd meet Margaret for dinner.
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I suppose there's no denying it.
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[ he has a guess, based on appearances, but he is not an expert on western tales. ]
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Sleeping Beauty. [Then, wryly.] One of those "princess in peril" types.
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[ asleep for years, not being able to do anything until someone wakes her up. no wonder she is so mad. ]
You wish to change that.
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[She cants her head to where the vision has faded.]
I made a deal, too.
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[ he wonders how it's possible, if things like that are apparently prewritten where she's from. ]
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We all did.
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What did you have to offer for the deal?
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We're no longer tied to each other by our stories.
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Is this upsetting to you?
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[She touches her forehead. She feels wearied, and the conversation has drifted out of her hands and entirely into his. His curiosity only looks idle, she thinks. It's more like he's testing her skin with needles. Does it hurt here? How about here? Ah, and why is that?]
Pardon me, Owner, but it's been quite a long day. I promised I'd meet Margaret for dinner.
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Oh, of course, Rosamund-sama. I wouldn't want you to be late! I shall catch you at another time then?
[ he glances up at her, to not break eye contact. ]