She hates herself for thinking that about Daan. But Lucinda isn't any different. She too was a pitiful person. Wasn't this enough though? Her confinement pales in comparison to the ongoing mystery of his wife's death. It's tearing him up inside.
"Lucy, it's bad to think about your pain and others in which one had it worse. It's not a contest."
... River. She wishes River was here to soothe both of their agony. He would know what to say.
Before she can open her mouth to speak there's a clicking sound behind her. Lucinda stands up straight and moves away from the vault door.]
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She hates herself for thinking that about Daan. But Lucinda isn't any different. She too was a pitiful person. Wasn't this enough though? Her confinement pales in comparison to the ongoing mystery of his wife's death. It's tearing him up inside.
"Lucy, it's bad to think about your pain and others in which one had it worse. It's not a contest."
... River. She wishes River was here to soothe both of their agony. He would know what to say.
Before she can open her mouth to speak there's a clicking sound behind her. Lucinda stands up straight and moves away from the vault door.]
I think it worked...?