After a moment, she nods. "Now, anyway," she says. "Roland's been to see me. He gave me his pardon and we talked for a spell. A couple of others have come. Wyatt, Mr Starkiller, Donatello, and Some. Not-- not everyone hates me."
She rubs her forehead. "I wasn't going to tell you. Not if I could help it."
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She rubs her forehead. "I wasn't going to tell you. Not if I could help it."