[The feed crackles on and we have a Polly, the wall of a jail cell behind her. Just kind of. Staring. Out at you.]
[Her expression is very serious.]
[She looks away, fidgeting, then back at you, mouth half open as if she's on the verge of SAYING SOMETHING and it's VERY IMPORTANT[Aaaannnnnnd looks away again, somewhere between being angry with
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[It was that woman responsible for all of this. The woman that put those things in her head.]
[Why wasn't she dead?!]
[At the video, her eyes sharped, taking on a stronger crimson hue that usual. Remilia didn't realize it, but her Guide had entered its automatic response mode, and she was too busy smoldering in a rapidly growing hate to notice.]
[Why wasn't she dead?!]
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... Are you... Are you alright, now...?
[Most of the people she'd attacked or injected were, by now, but...]
[Yeah, that glare definitely doesn't look "alright" by any definition of the word...]
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[Why isn't she dead?]
[Why isn't she dead?!]
[Why isn't she dead?!]
[Why...?!]
[It was no surprise when Remilia voiced the only thought coursing through her mind.]
Why aren't you dead?!
[Someone's bitter.]
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Well...
I can't die.
[Another slight hesitation, and she may be apologizing for this or she may still be apologizing for her previous actions.]
... I'm sorry?
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[She's an immortal?]
[No no nononono!]
You should be dead!
[I think someone has a fixation problem.]
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I-I'm sorry...
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