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[ There is a moment where she nearly relaxes, his words triggering a remembrance of how he once took her nightmares and permitted her peace for a night. Her head tips into his touch with eyes closed.

But these nightmares are not of his creation. They are beyond control. Is she the same, now? Beyond control?

Does she truly care about redemption anymore? What is there even left to hope for? She is not like other humans. God will never have her, no matter how she tries to repent.

Only Evil seems to want her.

Her shoulders tense. ]

Why won't you give me a true answer? Tell me of your own sins. How are they different from mine, then, since you are not human? Would you claim no regret, and carry yourself above redemption? Or do you condemn yourself too far gone to be deserving of such considerations?

[ She holds him more tightly, as though expecting him to try and push her away. ]

Tell me of Nada.