I'd rather die than have another soul clap eyes on this that hasn't seen it already. [How serious is she being here Herian? It's difficult to tell from that too-forced cheer in her voice but if she does find out who took her to quarantine out of this office then they silence might be bought.] A favour I can see to, when it comes from a friend.

There are things I've been through that I swore I'd never want to happen again that I'd take a hundred times before I lived another minute of that. [And yet hadn't she had the lyrium burning through her once already? Part of her wants to scream at the unfairness, the rest of her wants to do what she did then: lock it in a box, move forward, have her hands find a new habit she forgets about until she can't forget.] Last time I slept so long after they-- after, I think I was still a child.