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Chapter 3: A Way Out
This time the cry of pain could not be kept behind the pursing of lips. Though, an attempt to keep it quiet seemed half-hearted at best. Her face twisted into some amalgamation of pain, fury and... no... that wouldn't be grief there. Not in cold lil Takeda! But there it was, in spite of all the evidence against the existence of a heart in the beast. There it was. Open and as raw as it would probably ever be. For one small and terrible moment, Silo was broken. And Silo Wept.
Chapter 3: A Way Out
This time the cry of pain could not be kept behind the pursing of lips. Though, an attempt to keep it quiet seemed half-hearted at best. Her face twisted into some amalgamation of pain, fury and... no... that wouldn't be grief there. Not in cold lil Takeda! But there it was, in spite of all the evidence against the existence of a heart in the beast. There it was. Open and as raw as it would probably ever be. For one small and terrible moment, Silo was broken. And Silo Wept.