midna kept her head bowed, trying to process all of this to the best of her ability. this was dylas but... it wasn't. it was the man that she had come to love and care for but... not at all the same. the way that he spoke, the way that he looked at her... it was all different. it was all horrible.
in a low, flat voice, she had to ask. she had to know what's real and what isn't about him— ) The place you were before this... it was Ryslig, wasn't it?
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'find someone else'
midna kept her head bowed, trying to process all of this to the best of her ability. this was dylas but... it wasn't. it was the man that she had come to love and care for but... not at all the same. the way that he spoke, the way that he looked at her... it was all different.
it was all horrible.
in a low, flat voice, she had to ask. she had to know what's real and what isn't about him— ) The place you were before this... it was Ryslig, wasn't it?