"Monsters?" Excuse her incredulity. "Monsters are not real. It is your mind playing tricks... isn't it? But - I - I like the night time. I like walking. I cannot walk at night? But what about -"
She's not going to ask. She doesn't want to say that she is a 'girl of the night'. But that does give her a lot of money, and she knows, without that source of income, she's screwed. She shrugs lightly over his assertions about courage. She doesn't believe that he's right, but she doesn't want to argue either. After all, he bought her lunch. She should probably respect that.
"I don't care. I want to forget all about everything. Except perhaps -" -Marius. She wants to remember every single kind glance that Marius gave her.
"Perhaps, monsieur, not an angel as you think of it. Not a real angel with wings and a white dress. I fear I shall never be that. But everybody can learn to be good, and to live good lives. Perhaps it is not too late for me to send my soul to heaven when I die."
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She's not going to ask. She doesn't want to say that she is a 'girl of the night'. But that does give her a lot of money, and she knows, without that source of income, she's screwed.
She shrugs lightly over his assertions about courage. She doesn't believe that he's right, but she doesn't want to argue either. After all, he bought her lunch. She should probably respect that.
"I don't care. I want to forget all about everything. Except perhaps -" -Marius. She wants to remember every single kind glance that Marius gave her.
"Perhaps, monsieur, not an angel as you think of it. Not a real angel with wings and a white dress. I fear I shall never be that. But everybody can learn to be good, and to live good lives. Perhaps it is not too late for me to send my soul to heaven when I die."