[ Right now, looking down at Hester, it’s hard to see the person Peregrine’s spent night after night directing her anger at, in lieu of a face to give the Wizard that isn’t that mechanical mockery. It’s hard to see a person complicit in all this. There’s the person who let her have a quiet moment with Connor. The person who cleaned his blood off her deerskin leather.
The person who kept Salieri and Discord and Benjamin from making an awful mistake out of love.
And right now, that person just seems sad and scared and hurt. ]
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The person who kept Salieri and Discord and Benjamin from making an awful mistake out of love.
And right now, that person just seems sad and scared and hurt. ]
…Yeah. Yeah, what?