[ She doesn't feel bad, most of the time, for the lies she tells, the tales she waves and the destruction she so frequently leaves behind.
But there's a twinge there, the first one in a long time, as he so earnestly offers to help, and gives a reason better than she thought he would - even if she can't quite believe it, her head tilting in flat observation of him. ]
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But there's a twinge there, the first one in a long time, as he so earnestly offers to help, and gives a reason better than she thought he would - even if she can't quite believe it, her head tilting in flat observation of him. ]
And you would ask for nothing in return?