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Easy

But she deserves to know, doesn't she?

Medium

A tinge of affection.

Legendary

Base it in fact. He won't believe it otherwise.

Easy

You don't have any photographs like this. You don't even know this many people.

Easy

It certainly appears she's pulled it off.

Easy

Eszti never mentioned a family of her own, but it looks like she's married into a huge one.

Medium

Love's most ardent champion.

Medium

There is rat shit everywhere. You're going to get rabid.

Easy

All traces of fear, gone.

Easy

Does he remind you of her? Another victim of techno-fascist wizardry, not here of his own volition.

Medium

More importantly, why do you feel that way?

Challenging

He really isn't.

Easy

His voice breaks. The audible beat of a shattered heart.

Medium

He doesn't believe you.

Medium

Do you have a choice, Hershel?

Easy

A new belonging.

Easy

You miss them all terribly, for a moment. Or maybe you miss being lost among them.

Medium

Amused by her own obscurity.

Challenging

A joke. They don't care about 'winning'.

Challenging

Portofiro has been like this since before they were born. They can't remember a different world -- but the song brings it to them.

Formidable

Excitement high enough to render danger irrelevant.

Medium

Medium

Half-laughing, as if firearms are ridiculous at a conceptual level.

Medium

The moments where you knew each other best.

Medium

What is Melita doing right now? Is it in any way related to you? And if it's not related to you, is she maybe daydreaming of you a little bit?

Easy

Your character is a woman chronically obsessed with her own pain, a cripple, almost, but one who filters it all through an engine of language.

Challenging

What can't be forged: The surge of all-engulfing sadness you feel as your hand rests on the page.

Easy

In short: Born capitalist, reborn communist.

Easy

Teens do not like being given things. They prefer to take.

Medium

Just one more customer she won't have to deal with again.

Easy

A similarity she hasn't ignored.

Challenging

Not her business, not her problem.

Easy

Not 'why'd you leave', blessedly. She knows her audience.

Easy

Your defensiveness makes her cagey. Try to cool it.

Medium

Offended that you'd mistake her for someone's wing-woman.

Easy

She doesn't give it a second thought.

Easy

Mercifully not insisting on your name. She knows her audience.

Medium

She's too proud to ask for help, but she'd gladly take it.

Easy

Not her place to eavesdrop.

Easy

An old hand at hearing other people's problems, and displaying just enough sympathy to make them feel listened to.

Medium

Something about the woman in the photo doesn't match the person standing in front of her now.

Medium

He doesn't seem the murdering type. But you can never rule anything out.

Easy

Nicer than any cop had the right to be. Still, he believed in the cause -- your cause.

Medium

He was a friendly face she barely remembers.

Medium

It's as if you just told her a secret, the same secret she has kept for many of her patrons.

Medium

She suspects the answer is 'now'.

Medium

She's just happy you took the hint -- she truly doesn't want to dwell on this.

Easy

He'd cover you if you whined about it, but only if he was already getting one for himself.

Medium

And your work made her lie to him, betray his trust. He could sense the distance growing between them, but could not bridge the gap.

Medium

An attempt to spare your feelings.