[Mary frowned a bit, as she tried to make sense of it. She'd heard about buying and selling art before, but there was a maliciousness she couldn't quite place in the world Evangeline described.
No, perhaps it still wasn't that. Perhaps it was a purer sense of apathy, deep down.
After a long, intense few moments of thought, she shuffled over to hug Evangeline's arm.]
...
...I don't want you to go back there. You should stay here with us.
[Or maybe, if she had to return... then Mary could give Evangeline her precious palette knife to take back with her. Perhaps that would keep her safe.]
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No, perhaps it still wasn't that. Perhaps it was a purer sense of apathy, deep down.
After a long, intense few moments of thought, she shuffled over to hug Evangeline's arm.]
...
...I don't want you to go back there. You should stay here with us.
[Or maybe, if she had to return... then Mary could give Evangeline her precious palette knife to take back with her. Perhaps that would keep her safe.]