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alina starkov, 20

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[morozova]

In person? My.

I would have suggested you leave it in Mr Price's care. Or perhaps the Praetor, to spare yourself the sight of me altogether.

[sunmon]

I have no interest in Terry Silver's company.
Nor in obligating Wesley to yours.

[morozova]

How considerate. Although, neither have expressed a particular objection to my presence.

[sunmon]

It doesn't surprise me that the praetor wouldn't.
Like calls to like, after all.

[morozova]

That isn't the insult you think it is.

[sunmon]

No, I suppose recognizing the insult would require some measure of shame.
How does it feel to know that if you die out there, no one will mourn you?

[morozova]

They might not mourn me but they certainly won't forget me.

[sunmon]

Is that what you tell yourself to justify it all?

[morozova]

Let's not pretend that you care at all for my reasons, Alina.

[sunmon]

[ if only that were true. if only she didn't still tangle herself in knots, trying to understand, trying to make some version of it that didn't mean she was worthless to him except as a tool. ]

Goodbye, Kirigan.
And good riddance.