She didn’t move as Amy’s spoke from behind her. “Please, let me explain.”
I don’t have high hopes for Carol accepting the explanation, but hopefully Amy gives it anyway while Carol’s stunned.
Brandish couldn’t bring herself to move or speak. Amy seemed to take that silence as assent.
“I wanted to see her smile again. To have someone hug me before I left forever. So you wouldn’t have to worry about me anymore. I- I told myself I’d leave after. Victoria wouldn’t remember. It would be a way for me to get closure. Then I’d go and spend the rest of my life healing people. Sacrifice my life. I don’t know. As payment.”
Is Victoria permanently, unnaturally smiling now?
Lady Photon had made her way upstairs. She entered the room and stopped just in front of Brandish. Her hands went to her mouth. Her words were a whispered, “Oh God.”
Except everything suggests something much worse. Much more… Bonesaw-y.
Amy kept talking, her voice strangely monotone after her earlier emotion, as if she were a recording. Maybe she was, after a fashion, all of the excuses and arguments she’d planned spilling from her mouth. “I wanted her to be happy. I could adjust. Tweak, expand, change things to serve more than one purpose. I had the extra material from the cocoon.
The cocoon that was made of stray animals. How is that different from using bugs as extra materials?
When I was done, I started undoing everything, all the mental and physical changes. I got so tired, and so scared, so lonely, so I thought we’d take another break, before I was completely finished. I changed more things. More stuff I had to fix. And days passed. I-“
Oh jeez. How much did she change, ultimately?
Is Victoria even the same person anymore, with the mind changes?
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