[ Something warm and a little shameful unfurls in her chest at that, though she does her best to tamp it down. Last night had been so, so intense, and she knows without a shadow of a doubt that if she's given the chance again, she'd take it - even though that surely makes her the worst, most unforgivably impure Saintess there's ever been. If she can even call herself a Saintess anymore after begging so eagerly for a monster's attentions.
But...
He's right.
There's no way she'll be satisfied with anything else anymore.
Again, she waits for the shame - maybe even the guilt and the disgust. Shouldn't she feel violated? Dirty, used, ashamed? All that really crests is a sense of spiteful satisfaction - Fragaria sent her here to die, after all. How wretched a girl must the Saintess be that they'd be so much more horrified by what she'd done last night?
She swallows hard again and nods. ]
Then I'll do my best not to disappoint you.
[ She pushes the covers back, making to slide out of bed to prepare herself for the day like usual but - ]
... Ah.
[ Oh, uh. She really can't go anywhere in this state, can she? ]
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But...
He's right.
There's no way she'll be satisfied with anything else anymore.
Again, she waits for the shame - maybe even the guilt and the disgust. Shouldn't she feel violated? Dirty, used, ashamed? All that really crests is a sense of spiteful satisfaction - Fragaria sent her here to die, after all. How wretched a girl must the Saintess be that they'd be so much more horrified by what she'd done last night?
She swallows hard again and nods. ]
Then I'll do my best not to disappoint you.
[ She pushes the covers back, making to slide out of bed to prepare herself for the day like usual but - ]
... Ah.
[ Oh, uh. She really can't go anywhere in this state, can she? ]