God, would you stop talking in fucking riddles, just once?!
[Yes, she whirls; yes, she's looking for the eyesearing "woman" that has driven her to the point of using language she never would have dreamed she'd use in front of anyone else; no, she doesn't know just yet who that man was. Or is. Or will be.
The words will haunt her for a very, very long time. She may yet figure it out. But for right now... she's simply too furious and disoriented.]
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[Yes, she whirls; yes, she's looking for the eyesearing "woman" that has driven her to the point of using language she never would have dreamed she'd use in front of anyone else; no, she doesn't know just yet who that man was. Or is. Or will be.
The words will haunt her for a very, very long time. She may yet figure it out. But for right now... she's simply too furious and disoriented.]