You give her a moment as she looks into your eyes, attempting to figure out who you are. Sometimes she can figure it out on her own when she's in this state.
"I feel like I'm supposed to know who you are," she finally says to you. "But I'm just not figuring it out today..."
You do your best not to appear to be saddened, but that can be hard. If you could kill Percy Barnett all over again, you wouldn't hesitate. Your only regret is that he didn't die slowly enough...seven minutes, choking on his own blood, was too good for him.
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