[ it's... kind of a pathetic sight, all things considered. misa is sitting in a corner on the floor of the simulated jail cell, curled up into a ball like she's trying to make herself as small as can be.
she hears harrow's footsteps, but she doesn't lift her head to see who's there. if she ignores them, maybe they'll feel sorry for her and go away. ]
I wasn't going to say anything; I was going to let the evidence decide. But then you kept insisting you didn't remember, so I told them about our fight because I wanted to give us a chance to learn what really happened.
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she hears harrow's footsteps, but she doesn't lift her head to see who's there. if she ignores them, maybe they'll feel sorry for her and go away. ]
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It's Harrowhark.
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[ her head is still nestled into her knees, but she's still audible. ]
You're not yourself. I cursed you.
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[She at least has her head around the idea that something is wrong, after having it explained enough times.]
I'm sure I'll be at a disadvantage, but I'm myself.
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[Though obviously she made a mistake in trusting Harrow.]
I'm just here because I think I should try to understand how it happened.
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I really have no idea what happened to Eleanor.
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I wasn't going to say anything; I was going to let the evidence decide. But then you kept insisting you didn't remember, so I told them about our fight because I wanted to give us a chance to learn what really happened.