(Gods but they are bad at this. Lucretia takes a seat and sighs very long sufferingly. Wearniness with the whole situation makes a very honest person of her, apparently.)
Why is it so hard to talk to you sometimes? It's not like this is the first time we've fought.
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That's a very sensible recourse.
(Gods but they are bad at this. Lucretia takes a seat and sighs very long sufferingly. Wearniness with the whole situation makes a very honest person of her, apparently.)
Why is it so hard to talk to you sometimes? It's not like this is the first time we've fought.