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Veritheya: (mournfully) “On that day, 500 years ago, I lost my sweetest daughter, Eve, to those savage, heartless faeries...”
Achilles: (from afar) “QUIT TELLING EVERYONE I'M DEAD!”
Veritheya: “Sometimes... I almost think I hear her voice.”
Achilles: “AND STOP CALLING ME A FUCKING WOMAN!”
Veritheya: (slightly more aggressively and pointedly) “Then I realize there's no way she'd say any of those things, and that she never sounded anything like that, anyway.”
Achilles: (irritably, to himself) “And this bitch wonders why I disowned her and sold my soul to {Magic} for safekeeping.”
Marri: (aghast) “Wait, she does?”
Achilles: (exasperatedly) “Yep. SOMEHOW!”
Veritheya: (a bit more loudly) “And that, my flock, is why you can never trust the fae, or fae-touched.”
Achilles: (under his breath) “Seriously, I don't know how so few people see through that garbage...”
