"I did." Her one visible eye doesn't leave the space where one Little Xici had occupied. Screaming and pitched misery and then silence. If it's touch her, it didn't cross her face. "Do you think I should have shot her first?"
Contemplation really - either way, she's dead. But here she stood, witnessing something apparently.
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Contemplation really - either way, she's dead. But here she stood, witnessing something apparently.