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[Justine shakes her head softly, her dark hair loosening and falling over her thin shoulders.] I don't think that you'll hurt me. [She doesn't know why, perhaps because of where they are and what he's doing to help. Maybe it's something else but the feeling is so rooted inside of her that she doesn't feel like she can dispute its truth.]

I know others... or knew.

[She isn't sure. The word wizard carries such a strong weight in her mind but she can't find the source of the memory. It's as if one detail had been plucked from her memories and everything surrounding that detail appeared fuzzy or unclear.]