[And that's how Marion finds herself literally unable to move. One second, she's trailing Illya and demanding apologies. The next, she's frozen in place under the weight of Illya's gaze. But the worst part is, how she immediately and without hesitation replies.]
Yes... I'm sorry, Illya.
[Her voice is uncharacteristically meek and sincere, but the look in her eyes makes it clear that she's fully aware. She just can't stop herself from complying.]
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Yes... I'm sorry, Illya.
[Her voice is uncharacteristically meek and sincere, but the look in her eyes makes it clear that she's fully aware. She just can't stop herself from complying.]