[At first, Frieda is a bit startled at Eva's dismissiveness - so many people, some younger than her, took the risk of pursuing the ominous Doctor; is that not worthy of respect? -, but she looks past it. Eva, after all, has had a rough time of it, to say the least. She accepts the ingredient with a thankful incline of her head.]
I don't know how to fight.
[She can't fight. It goes against her convictions, much as she hopes that the others will be able to apprehend the Doctor.]
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I don't know how to fight.
[She can't fight. It goes against her convictions, much as she hopes that the others will be able to apprehend the Doctor.]
What happened to your magic?