[Whoever this girl is, she sounds pret-ty damn put out.] Hearts can change, Solomon, but blood can't. You can go crawling to Sister, but don't forget whose blood it was you drank, who made you. You'll never be hers. It would kill you.
The water ruined my dress. I need a new one.
Dearest sis~ter~, I know you're he~re, where~ are~ you~ [Giggle]
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Or, I could take you shopping, dear.
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Who are you?
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What shall I call you, then, young lady?
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Where would you have me meet you, hmm?
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I'll be there soon, and we'll get you a proper new dress.
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