[She's been quite busy, what with navigating all these halls, and all the helpful, if somewhat questionable people she's been dealing with. It's the voice she hears first, and then she sees the figure. Her first instinct is to back away, because who in their right mind walks around cloaked like that, with good intentions.
But those words... They're far too familiar. She pauses. But more than the words... the voice...]
[She's quiet, hesitant... trying to keep the emotion from her voice. She's only reciting lines. Right?] ...'All my fortunes at thy foot, I lay, and I shall follow thee throughout the world.' ... are you--?
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But those words... They're far too familiar. She pauses. But more than the words... the voice...]
[She's quiet, hesitant... trying to keep the emotion from her voice. She's only reciting lines. Right?] ...'All my fortunes at thy foot, I lay, and I shall follow thee throughout the world.' ... are you--?