[ that only stokes the flames of her temper, and anger flashes in her eyes. they are not her brothers; her brothers are dead and only one, standing before, always leaving, never listening — ]
It doesn't matter. I've spent twenty years outside the Order. They can count on me, whether I am Assassin to them or not.
...i think she might. have a crying fit, ohgod.
It doesn't matter. I've spent twenty years outside the Order. They can count on me, whether I am Assassin to them or not.
[ claudia turns away, prepared to leave. ]