[ there was probably no one who knew why morgana did what she did better than these two — michel notwithstanding. there's a silent comprehension between them. ]

"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking up at the stars". I may not have been as aware of the outside world as I could have been while under you, but I still read. It seems like in a time of innovation, humans can never be satisfied with what they already have.

[ her eyes shadowy, she turns to look out towards the eternal night sky — that was how she thought of it. an endless night. truthfully, being reminded of her time as the maid made her wistful. it was like another life — she lost so much time playing that role. ]

I'm no taskmaster! If you're going to do a job, you might as well do it right. And I always did it right. You agree, don't you?