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[B had calmed down since the morning, but hearing his victim's voice shakes him a bit - at least enough for a flicker of surprise to appear on his face. Though logically it made a bit of sense that if he was still here, so was she, but the way he was killed had been so far-fetched it would have been easy to dismiss as a well crafted illusion. Speaking to someone you killed with your own hands, that's a little different. He doesn't move toward her. For a moment, he's not sure what to say. Answering to a dead victim was never on his agenda.]

Umm. ....Are you sure that's what you want. I warn you, it will probably make this worse.

[The truth is pretty terrible, he doubts it would make her feel better about dying or anything.]