[Say hello to Mme. Galmar, trainee teacher by day, gun-wielding, masked vigilante by night. At the moment she's in her civilian wear. Prepare for a shock, boys and girls, because she's updated with the times. Her tie is gone, her blouse shows her collar bone and her skirt exposes her knees]
I want to thank everyone who participated in the cake gala
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Miss Galmar.
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I suspect our wishes may have been similar last week.
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[Link, on the other hand, has gone right back to guuuuiiiilty. Last week was nice. It's a shame altered memories were required to make it happen.]
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I told myself I'd cut you from my life. I never realised how heavy a load I'd made for myself when I made that choice.
I'm tired of holding this hatred, but I don't know if I'm able to forgive you.
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... I wouldn't ask you to. But I've missed the relationship we had.
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Had I known what you do from the start, it might never have come to this.
I thought you were a righteous man. As old-fashioned as you are in some ways, you were the one I admired. I strove to be more like you.
I understand it's necessary to take a life for the greater good, I've done so myself. But where is the justice in torture? Where is the goodness in using that sort of power on children?
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Quietly:] I've ask myself those questions many times during my stay here.
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"Take heed to yourselves: If thy brother trespass against thee, rebuke him; and if he repent, forgive him."
[Her eyebrows clench. She's fighting herself about this]
I suppose if it was easy, Jesus would never have needed to say it.
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[He sighs lightly. He can understand why she wouldn't want to forgive him. He's yet to forgive himself, after all. He probably never will.]
... I cannot take back the things I have done. I can only swear to never repeat them.
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