> (“Did you know,” the Tree said casually, still smiling brilliantly, “that only rudimentary knowledge of telekinesis is necessary to kill someone?)
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> She didn't. But she makes up her mind. She's going to be the Tree's fangirl from now on.
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> ("Sit down, you’ll be tied up for a bit, and then Seishirou will kill him, the Sumeragi will trace his soul to the phylactery, and we’ll come up with a nice pretty way to use that to destroy him, totally and utterly, for my dinner and your amusement. Okay?”)
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> Corrects the previous decision. From now on, the Tree is her God.
But don't hang yourself. Just send a suitable and proper bribe to a good friend and have 'em print out and mail the chapters to you, okay? Hanging is tacky.
