Then it really is useless, after all... God, he'd laugh -
[Her voice, already frayed from weeping, breaks entirely. She coughs.]
There's something else, they called it a book of prayer.
[She pulls the Book of Crimson Prayer out of her improvised satchel, and stands to delicately drop it next to the whip. Believe it or not, Caleb, she doesn't actually want you all to die....]
mods, she's bringing up a bazaar trade thing, you may be needed shortly?
[Her voice, already frayed from weeping, breaks entirely. She coughs.]
There's something else, they called it a book of prayer.
[She pulls the Book of Crimson Prayer out of her improvised satchel, and stands to delicately drop it next to the whip. Believe it or not, Caleb, she doesn't actually want you all to die....]