Her memory called them carnivorous butterflies. She used them to... man, I don't know the full context. She faked someone's death so he could escape her family.
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there's something very tight around his mouth, like he's trying not to frown too hard or something. ]
w5, saturday post trial
Hey.
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Evening... another long one.
[ he frowns softly ] A smart call... with the butterflies.
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I sort of wish it hadn't been right. I saw a memory of them a while ago.
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[ frowns ]
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there's something very tight around his mouth, like he's trying not to frown too hard or something. ]
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Your face will stick like that...
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