I don't think he really cares what I do, she said. He and Niklas would close in on her and there was no one to save her; she could scream herself hoarse and no one would take any notice. The air felt heavy and stale in her lungs. His fingers were still entwined with hers, and she didn't know how to pull away.
Is that all? You have to have a better reason than that. You could not save Charlotte from me. The object is to find Karl, not to indulge yourself. We are thinking creatures, Charlotte, not mindless ones.
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