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[Teresa is looking unusually solemn for once, and she's standing against an ivy-covered wall. In the hand that isn't holding her Forge, she's leaning her sword against her shoulder.]
This morning I was accused of murdering a woman I had never met.
[...just gonna let the humor of that sink in for those who would appreciate it. She bows her head a little and closes her eyes.]
I've heard similar rumors about others like us, but I wish to make it clear that I have nothing to do with these deaths. Perhaps that will put some of you at peace.
[When she opens her eyes again, she observes the Forge with an intensity that doesn't quite match her features.]
I am going to continue searching for this child. Something here is... irregular. Help if you will, but if not then I suggest you stay out of my way. This isn't the time to be interfering if you have nothing worthwhile to offer.
[She twists the sword slightly in her hand, and the edge of it catches the light just as she's about to continue - but she glances at the sword itself, instead, and then away from it, as though something had been reflected in the blade.]
[She huffs. Time to shut the camera off.]
This morning I was accused of murdering a woman I had never met.
[...just gonna let the humor of that sink in for those who would appreciate it. She bows her head a little and closes her eyes.]
I've heard similar rumors about others like us, but I wish to make it clear that I have nothing to do with these deaths. Perhaps that will put some of you at peace.
[When she opens her eyes again, she observes the Forge with an intensity that doesn't quite match her features.]
I am going to continue searching for this child. Something here is... irregular. Help if you will, but if not then I suggest you stay out of my way. This isn't the time to be interfering if you have nothing worthwhile to offer.
[She twists the sword slightly in her hand, and the edge of it catches the light just as she's about to continue - but she glances at the sword itself, instead, and then away from it, as though something had been reflected in the blade.]
[She huffs. Time to shut the camera off.]