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[wishforaneye]

[There was some adjusting before the young and very pale girl sat back, looking past as if something was holding whatever was recording-]

Just keep it steady, Dinah!

[-letting out a breath then, sitting on a spread blanket and a basket just in view beside her covered with a cloth.

That was definitely a few gravestones in the background. All the same, Alice kept her tone surprisingly bright, even calm.]

Hello, I'm Alice. I know some of you are still popping in and out of the catacombs- or perhaps you're waiting for someone else to come up? Well, I live nearby and figured some of you might like some food after what bits of horror can be going on down there.

Food can be very comforting after all, right?

[A tap of a finger against the basket's side.]

I've a few hand pies of various flavors, along with more savory empanadas that someone kindly taught me about, and how to make. Hopefully I am very easy to spot if you are already out here! If not, I can try to come to you.

[She might look familiar to those who have met her darker haired twin also named Alice.]

Ah- I've also some tea on hand, if any desire a cup.

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[payingfordeliverance]

[Indeed, Break keeps the sugar bowl's spoon between two fingers to hold it still as he just dumps a chunk of it right into the cup. Manners are a thing Break possesses in spades and uses only when he damn well feels like it.]

In this place, outside of such inconveniences as corruption...it is a matter of choice.

[He pipes up smoothly, only because Alice has acknowledged him again. They have that blood bond not only because Alice is dangerous in that sense, but because Break himself is too, and has already learned the hard way that even minor issues in this place can make him very reckless indeed. Given that he is a man who once decided making a demonic contract and committing a whole lot of murder in an attempt to rewrite time was a fantastic way to solve all his problems, he does not want to know what he might do if Trench really gets its claws into him. They both hold one another accountable through that blood bond -- and it's become a matter of genuine comfort to him, an undeniable proof that Break is not the only one of them who has chosen to turn his back on what he is capable of as best he can. A reassurance that if he is the one who slips, someone who knows him inside and out and cares about his wishes is waiting to snatch him back from that precipice.

The blood bond has become a way to protect that choice.]

[forwantofahorse]

I'm afraid my perdition was one far more of my own creation. [Sayo shifts, turning her face away from Break. She can hear the sharp point in his words, even if it wasn't intended to jab her between the ribs. Consigning herself to playing the part of the humble maid and prolong Ange and Jessica's pain was no one's choice but hers, no matter what justifications she tried to armor herself in.]

...I've been trying to keep myself away from those I've hurt because of that. It was my choice to damn us all, no matter how you look at it. They deserve to heal without looking at the person who caused those scars.

[She takes a deep breath, staring up at the dark and dreary Pthumerian sky.]

And I can try to do the same as you. Try and find out what being "me" means, other than being miserable.

[A fire to burn out rotten foundations can also purify the forest around it.

Despite plummeting to what should've been her lowest point, Sayo has found a way to climb up without the weight of Shannon holding her down.]