Raising her head, Cecilia again connected the ends of our eyes, and with an ever-so-faint smile―one nothing at all like the malicious snarl of the demonic witch, but rather one of true innocence―said to me.
"That's why I'm glad you and the other two decided to stick with me, despite the shade of blame and guilt being cast. Sincerely. It might not seem like much to you, but it holds a lot of value to me."
Feeling awkward at the sudden, intense gratitude, I averted my gaze, turning it subconsciously towards the door leading to the South Transept area as I scratched my head.
"You're welcome... Anyway, she's infinitely more suspicious than you. She's not getting punished for sinning, so of course I'd be wary of what she says."
'She's also a right bitch...'
Not knowing what else to say, I just threw a pathetic attempt at deflection out there, followed by reasoning that I, of course, couldn't have believed to be true.
