You can't talk about it! [She all but hisses, voice going quiet from urgency. Nothing in nature could make her regret the actions, and there's nothing that can convince her they didn't deserve to die. But her lack of remorse doesn't mean she wants the knowledge public, the hate or pity she got at the Saarne Institute revisited.]
You can't tell anyone about it. [A determined frown.] You can't. I won't let you.
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You can't tell anyone about it. [A determined frown.] You can't. I won't let you.