[Anna goes very quiet, and very still. Because really, of all the things she's been worried it might be, demonic possession was definitely not one of them. And it cuts her, it hurts, to hear Lorna say that she doesn't feel worthy of her love.
A determined set to her face, Anna bends her head, trying to find Lorna's gaze again. She doesn't pull her hand away; if anything, she grips tighter.]
Lorna...my heart could never 'turn against you.' I don't care what you did, and...and that wasn't even your fault! You couldn't help it, you were...p-possessed, right?
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A determined set to her face, Anna bends her head, trying to find Lorna's gaze again. She doesn't pull her hand away; if anything, she grips tighter.]
Lorna...my heart could never 'turn against you.' I don't care what you did, and...and that wasn't even your fault! You couldn't help it, you were...p-possessed, right?