[...On one hand, if she says yes, then maybe she would die a quicker death, if she was that lucky. On the other...well, that would make Bernkastel think that she was useless if she couldn't do this herself, right?]
N--no, you don't have to trouble yourself with that. I...
[There's a slight pause, before she allows one of those ugly smiles of hers to rise to her face--if it wasn't for the sweat on her brow, she might have appeared a little more confident, but still...]
I was just thinking for a moment about whether or not someone like me even had a heart to cut out and put on display, that's all. [A self-deprecating thought, as many would say, but it's a curious one too. What was the likelihood that if she cut herself open right here that there would be nothing there but a void where her heart should be? Or would it be a dark and twisted lump of meat trying to pass itself off as an imitation of a human heart?]
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N--no, you don't have to trouble yourself with that. I...
[There's a slight pause, before she allows one of those ugly smiles of hers to rise to her face--if it wasn't for the sweat on her brow, she might have appeared a little more confident, but still...]
I was just thinking for a moment about whether or not someone like me even had a heart to cut out and put on display, that's all. [A self-deprecating thought, as many would say, but it's a curious one too. What was the likelihood that if she cut herself open right here that there would be nothing there but a void where her heart should be? Or would it be a dark and twisted lump of meat trying to pass itself off as an imitation of a human heart?]