[The Sheba that is not the original Sheba stands a few paces away. She has received her own gift but has had no time to look through it. Watching someone who looks just like her react this way to a mere shadow is irritating.
(Her own collar is very light, but she is only tailed by a single shadow, and that is Kraden. Lecturing her on all the things she should have done. How she could have been a better student. How she was such a disappointment that he'd been forced to leave Tolbi for the backwater village of Vale.
She thinks too highly of herself and holds him in too high regard to believe this is really him.)
She nudges Sheba with the toe of her boot, an expression of disdain plain to see.]
To think I share a face and a name with someone like you. Get up.
Thursday (Floor 78)
[The Sheba that is not the original Sheba stands a few paces away. She has received her own gift but has had no time to look through it. Watching someone who looks just like her react this way to a mere shadow is irritating.
(Her own collar is very light, but she is only tailed by a single shadow, and that is Kraden. Lecturing her on all the things she should have done. How she could have been a better student. How she was such a disappointment that he'd been forced to leave Tolbi for the backwater village of Vale.
She thinks too highly of herself and holds him in too high regard to believe this is really him.)
She nudges Sheba with the toe of her boot, an expression of disdain plain to see.]
To think I share a face and a name with someone like you. Get up.