[Rue's leaning on her dresser. All the shards of the mirrors she shattered yesterday have been swept away and thrown into the trash bin. After a brief moment of hesitation, she addresses at the camera, forcing her tone to be calm and haughty, even if there's uneasiness still flickering in her eyes.]
Hmpf. I'm glad that is finally over. [She
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I'm not a Wicked Queen. Why would I need a mirror for?
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...For whatever girls use them for. You had one before. I saw it weeks ago when I was cursed into a female body again.
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[ She doesn't want to stare at that reflection again and she fears she'll only have that in mind when she looks at her image on a mirror. ]
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...The curse is over, you know. And there are a fair number of mirrors in the building. Are you going to avoid all of those now?
Don't let this place get the best of you.
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[ It takes her a while to admit this. ]
I need more time, Fakir.
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But hadn't he learned that using force, in any sense of the word, is almost never the best solution? ]
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Well, when you're ready, then we'll get a replacement mirror.
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One framed with dual swans.
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...Hn. If they don't have one like that on the market, I suppose we could get one custom-made.
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[ A bit of haughtiness injected in her words. If it's false and forced it's hard to tell. ]
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Hmph. Fine. We'll get your 'special' mirror.
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[ She huffs when she hears his answer, but her lips turn up in the barest hint of a smile. ]
...Thank you.
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[ And Fakir awkwardly glances away when she expresses her gratitude. ]
There's no need for thanks. It's nothing.
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[ She shrugs. ]
I know it's nothing. I was being polite.
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