<span style="color: #a64dff">"It's not a lie, I don't like eating meat. But I will if it's my only choice."</span>She rolled the bowl in her hands as she listened to him and nodded at several things he said.<span style="color: #a64dff">"I remember that sword, it never felt right to me. Ras offered to take it back but I argued that... Something, it was a gift and I would cherish it. No, I don't have any reason to believe you but there's something about feeling your skull being crushed that makes you stop and consider the situation you're in." </span>She shook her head and looked back at him.<span style="color: #a64dff">"I don't know what that is. But this... depression and the Troll curse are what made me kill my daughter? Then why am I being punished if I had no control? Why have I spent so long agonizing over this and nobody ever told me what happened? Why am I the bad guy?"</span>Rayne's voice cracked as she spoke and she buried her face in her hands to hide her tears.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>