Dossier Nineteen

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[Henrietta is cradling a small potted plant protectively against her chest, looking back and forth as though someone might appear to take it from her. Quietly, she tells it,]

I'll take you back later, after I talk to him, okay? I know there's no sun, but we'll find someplace nice. I promise.

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[....]

Well... Chris said he thinks... that s-- that Crowley made it so I can't tell Jose about the Plane or the people I know here. He said it was to protect me, probably.

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[Looong pause.] Chris thinks that, does he?

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[jadksjd] S....Signore?

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Ah, it's nothing. I'm just thinking.

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[dlsakjdl d-doesn't believe you, Hei.] You're not going to hurt him, are you?

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I won't hurt him [too badly.]. But I will need to talk to him.

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Promise?

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[Sighs and kneels down so he's at eye level.] Henrietta, I can't promise that the conversation will be...completely verbal. But if it does come to that, I won't hurt him badly, alright? I will promise you that.

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[jdsfjd looking at her feet] Yes, signore.

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I'm sorry. I just want to be honest with you.

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[ DX SHE GOT CROWLEY IN TROUBBLLLE...]

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[Rests a hand on her head.] Thank you for telling me, Henrietta.

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[She nods at her feet.]