<span style="color: #4d4dff">"But what if it doesn't? She's so strong willed... What if the torture just makes her double down and never accept help again?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff0000">"Oh, trust me. If I could just go home and apologize I'd happily do so. If I thought it was possible to heal the wounds I've caused I would give anything to do so. I have regrets, I hurt people only wanted to be my friend just because I'm scared of people getting close. I have isolated myself and surrounded myself with demons to make me feel like I'm not completely alone. But you're wrong. Knowing I'm dead will cause a lot of people to breathe a sigh of relief know that I'll never hurt them or anyone else again. The rest will just be happy that I'm not suffering anymore. But nobody cares about me, nobody will miss me."</span>She finished her meal and sat the bowl beside her.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Thank you for the meal... Now kill him. No, we aren't going to... No. You said you would let us handle this. What purpose would that serve? He's threatening us! He'll- Shut up. You have single handedly ruined everything positive that has ever happened in my life."</span>Karrie suddenly stood up and jammed the spoon into her eye but didn't as much as flinch as she slowly forced it deeper into her head.<span style="color: #ff0000">"And what are you trying to prove by blinding us? That we can do this to him! Oh, yes, because we can really fight with decayed feet and now one eye gouged out of our head. Then let me do it! I'm sure that soup was spiked, we need to hurt him before he can hurt us!"</span>Karrie yanked the spoon from her head which took the popped eye out with it, leaving it hanging uselessly from the socket.<span style="color: #ff0000">"You've made me realize a lot, Dwarf. I thought I could serve as... Buffer between the two of them. Now I see that the only torture is her. No priestess, you do not want to feel this right now but we will go back to Ophidian. We will... We will apologize to him and figure something out. Even if we do kill ourselves it won't be with her in our head." </span>Karrie nodded to herself and turned to leave, leaving the boots and jacket in the ground next to her bowl.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>