The person curled up on the ground clutching his stomach, his head had also struck the hardwood beside him, leaving him dazed for quite a while. He looked up pitifully at Ethan Sterling, trembling with fear at the murderous expression on Ethan's face, "N-no, it wasn't me, it was the young lady who said there's no need for anesthesia."
"..."
Ethan hadn't expected such an answer; he looked with much incomprehension at Seraphina Redgrave sitting to the side.
She sat there, her face pale as paper, yet her gaze remained calm, "Yes, I said it."
"Why."
Ethan stared fixedly at her.
How painful it must be, why would she choose to endure it herself?
"..."
She only thought that she wanted to remember this moment forever, remember that she hadn't completed her plan, that she felt sorry for those still waiting for her on Veridian Isle.
