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[__endless_dream]

[has withdrawn into his realm and into his work, just as careful with it as he is neglectful of people; anyone who can be said to know the Dream-King (if anyone can be said to know the Dream-King) would not be surprised to hear this. neither would they be to hear he still walks the mansion when he must, silent and subtle as a shadow, and that

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[crimson_sugar]

Sugar is crying helplessly, little Sophie on her lap. She just had some horrible, horrible realizations about herself, and she can't quite bring herself to realize it.

She's feeling god-awful.

[emocaliban]

Caliban comes wandering downstairs, hands in his pockets, and stops.

"Sugar - God, Sugar, what happened?" There in a minute, so worried.

[crimson_sugar]

Oh dear.

She just shrivels onto herself, crying more now that Cal is next to her, because telling him what she is, who she is, really, is so, so, so horrible.

The compulsion is there, powerful. She's resisting and it makes her shake.

[emocaliban]

He's going to tug her into a hug if she lets him, more worried. "Sugar, what's - what's the matter? God, what happened?"

[crimson_sugar]

"I'm, I'm, I'm a monster...." She cries more, and she can't quite flail him off.

[emocaliban]

"No you're - no you're not, that's ridiculous, what are you talking about?"

[crimson_sugar]

"I am, I am, I... I.... I...." and because Sophie shouldn't hear this, she murmurs, in Cal's ears... "I'm responsible for her mother's death."

And more tears.

[emocaliban]

"You're - what the hell are you talking about?"

He doesn't believe it.

[crimson_sugar]

Still whispering because of the child....

"I did. She was mad. I helped her get away..." And then they found her body in the Thames, or the body of a woman that really resembled her.

[emocaliban]

"That doesn't sound bad to me - what, was she locked up in an attic or something?"

[crimson_sugar]

"She, she was in her room, she kept on trying to go, on getting lost. She wanted to go to the Convent of Tranquillity, some place she'd invented for herself. She left... they found her body, a few days later."

Sugar cries again.

[emocaliban]

He takes a deep breath through his nose. "It doesn't sound like such a bad thing to me," a little quietly.

[crimson_sugar]

"I facilitated it." Murmured, but with certainty. She's trying not to say it.... but then.... "I'm not just a governess, Cal. I was a prostitute."

[emocaliban]

He shakes his head. "You think that matters to me?" He sounds a little angry, then. "God! I live in New York. It's the - well, not for you. It's not a big deal."

[crimson_sugar]

She just cries and cries. "I'm a horrible, horrible person. I would, after every client, I would, I would,...." she just sort of strangles herself in the tears.

Sophie looks up from Sugar's lap, very, very, very worried, and then she looks at Cal.

[emocaliban]

Cal looks back at her, looking miserable, and then tugs Sugar into hug. "I don't care what you used to do, okay? I don't. I don't and neither does Sophie, it's fine, that's over now isn't it? You're not there, you're here."