[ Ordinarily, Eurydice would be content to let Orpheus hold her, and try to forget everything, but she can't do that now. There's something he needs to know. ]
No, you don't understand. It wasn't just the storm. I -- I --
[ Eurydice swallows, stifling a sob before the confession pours out. ]
To work on the line, you have to sign a deal. You have to choose. I chose to stay with him, in the factory -- and I regret it now, more than anything, but I still chose. It wasn't the storm, or the gods. It was me.
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No, you don't understand. It wasn't just the storm. I -- I --
[ Eurydice swallows, stifling a sob before the confession pours out. ]
To work on the line, you have to sign a deal. You have to choose. I chose to stay with him, in the factory -- and I regret it now, more than anything, but I still chose. It wasn't the storm, or the gods. It was me.
[ Quieter, her voice breaking: ]
I'm sorry.