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[She sniffles, using her sleeve to wipe her eyes. She hates falling apart like that. It doesn't serve a purpose.]

I'm sorry, St. Raphael. I didn't want you to get hurt. The fire... wasn't under my control.

[Brigid looks up at him. He's still adorable.]

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