[There she is - there Parris is not. Boudica crawls from his collar, along his arm to better inspect her image. She is missing a part of her, and the mink does not like it. Parris was hers to protect, guide, bully. Now he's gone.]
Temporally. And you, Abigail? From what adjustment do you view me from?
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Temporally. And you, Abigail? From what adjustment do you view me from?