[Angel didn't notice the message until the next morning, after her bags were packed and both she and her new companion had set out. She spent the rest of her day in a quiet sort of stupor, gnawing at the inside of her cheek and speaking only when spoken to. Her companion's own reclusive nature was a blessing in that sense — there was no need to force a conversation between the two of them.]
[It left her plenty of time to think]
[It wasn't until she and Murphy had settled in for the night that she withdrew her pokegear and listened to the message again. She had expected her father's fury, but for all her efforts, couldn't actually prepare herself for it.]
[Even after all the time that had passed between them, even after her father had sent her to her grave, she still felt guilty.
I do love you. [Her voice was feeble, trembling.] But you twisted the knife first, Jack.
[Even after she put her 'gear away, his words still hung in her mind. "Everything that comes next..." She swallowed down the apprehension, before glancing in the direction of Murphy, of Mari, and then out into the darkness of the woods. All she had wanted was to protect both herself and others.]
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[It left her plenty of time to think]
[It wasn't until she and Murphy had settled in for the night that she withdrew her pokegear and listened to the message again. She had expected her father's fury, but for all her efforts, couldn't actually prepare herself for it.]
[Even after all the time that had passed between them, even after her father had sent her to her grave, she still felt guilty.
I do love you. [Her voice was feeble, trembling.] But you twisted the knife first, Jack.
[Even after she put her 'gear away, his words still hung in her mind. "Everything that comes next..." She swallowed down the apprehension, before glancing in the direction of Murphy, of Mari, and then out into the darkness of the woods. All she had wanted was to protect both herself and others.]
[Was it really going to lead to more bloodshed?]