[ She shakes her head, dismissing his apology. Even if she'd love to blame him out of convenience--and she definitely had spent days doing that after he vanished--she has the rare self-awareness to know it's misplaced blame. She's seen what this place does, so much more than he'd had to endure. If anything, it's good that he missed what felt like ages of agony, being unable to control his desires. Forced to submit to the will of the House in the most carnal of ways, all for the sake of a game.
Monika runs a hand through her hair, breathing out, then looks into his visor. ]
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Monika runs a hand through her hair, breathing out, then looks into his visor. ]
Are you in the garage? Or are you somewhere else?
[ She needs to see him. The real him. ]