[She turns, moving over to Lucretia again and looking down at her.]
Lucretia, dear, I’ve already forgotten about the whole thing. Oh, uh! [She smiles, because she can reuse her old joke again.] Sorry, bad choice of words.
[...but in all honesty she had not exactly been aware for a decade, had she? She had to fight to even have a consciousness, and then learn how to see and hear and exist.
Oh, she had been horrified and broken when she realized nobody came for her, existing as a barely a conscious mind in her staff.
Then Taako arrived, and didn't recognize her staff or her remains. She had sensed Lucretia outside, known that nobody remembered her.
...but how could she not forgive her? Especially not now.]
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Lucretia, dear, I’ve already forgotten about the whole thing. Oh, uh! [She smiles, because she can reuse her old joke again.] Sorry, bad choice of words.
[...but in all honesty she had not exactly been aware for a decade, had she? She had to fight to even have a consciousness, and then learn how to see and hear and exist.
Oh, she had been horrified and broken when she realized nobody came for her, existing as a barely a conscious mind in her staff.
Then Taako arrived, and didn't recognize her staff or her remains. She had sensed Lucretia outside, known that nobody remembered her.
...but how could she not forgive her? Especially not now.]