I have to... (She looks towards the window) People need me.
(Magus's smile fades, and he crosses his arms. His voice is cold and harsh.) People don't need you. They are weak and helpless. They don't deserve you.
(She takes a step towards you, her voice earnest, persuasive.) It isn't about deserts, Magus. It's about me. They need me, so I go.
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24/05/2025
I have to... (She looks towards the window) People need me.
(Magus's smile fades, and he crosses his arms. His voice is cold and harsh.) People don't need you. They are weak and helpless. They don't deserve you.
(She takes a step towards you, her voice earnest, persuasive.) It isn't about deserts, Magus. It's about me. They need me, so I go.
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