<div style="text-align: justify;">Mari smiled when Dumas said she made it very difficult to get out of bed. When Dumas stood up, Mari smiled again. "You can just carry me around like a backpack next time. I think I would fit perfectly", she joked, trying to keep a lighter mood. After this little joke, Mari stopped talking and listened to Dumas while he spoke.<br/><br/>Her mind tried to make sense of her other self. What on Earth did that bitch want? That is, apart from ruining her life, of course. The bitch seemed really intent on that. With a soft sigh, Mari stood up and started pacing back and forth in the small space. While the other one was simply being a bitch and getting herself injured, Mari could - albeit begrudgingly - live with her. But now, that was too much.<br/><br/>Sitting down again, Mari listened with full attention to the report of the morning's events. When Dumas reached out for her hand, Mari squeezed his back and shook her head. "I don't know, honey. I haven't grasped the method behind her madness. Sometimes I feel like she wants to destroy us both. In that case, I would bet she hasn't taken may precautions." Standing up, Mari crossed the distance between herself and Dumas and looked up at him. "We have to get rid of her. As soon as we possibly can. Before she does something we can't fix."<br/><br/>Mari shook her head. "Up until this point, I thought she was just out to get <span style="font-style: italic">me</span>. But it's clear that she has the potential to harm others as well, and that is too much."</div>