( it is easy when you're an outsider, isn't it? angela grips her book and steps away, sighing. )

A good thing it's only a story then, isn't it? She wouldn't like your pity, anyway. ( ...... ) I should be going soon. No doubt Gebura will be looking for me, and it's getting late.

( a pause. hesitance. and: ) Is someone escorting you home, Don Quixote?