[isn't that a mood, camille. for once, she doesn't smile.]
Why?
[i do think she understands that this is a manipulation, something to make her small and helpless, the way she prefers, but she wants to not understand.]
[She does notice that. It helps some. Grounds the woman in her mind.]
She's sick. In the head. [In oh so many ways. Camille grimaces and tosses her hair, scrambling for the ease of dry recitation.] Munchausen's by Proxy. It's a behavioural disorder. Regular Munchausen's get attention by making themselves sick. The by proxy crowd gets attention by making someone in their care get sick.
[i guess it does cast some light on why camille is so pushy about these things. she wouldn't want to admit she sees a mother in delilah; delilah is awful. but camille has to see this in her own mother.]
About twenty years too late to do any good. But yeah, I helped.
[And for her trouble she was rewarded with a good man vanishing and a family tree reduced to cinders. From there it was a straight into Frank Curry's basement suite. Neither sister came with her.
Her throat seizes. Camille covers her eyes suddenly. Soundless, until she speaks through the choke.]
[Her lips pull in, half smile. She has to keep blinking or she'll start in on the waterworks. Have to hold it. Save the crying jag for an empty room and a pillow.]
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Why?
[i do think she understands that this is a manipulation, something to make her small and helpless, the way she prefers, but she wants to not understand.]
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She's sick. In the head. [In oh so many ways. Camille grimaces and tosses her hair, scrambling for the ease of dry recitation.] Munchausen's by Proxy. It's a behavioural disorder. Regular Munchausen's get attention by making themselves sick. The by proxy crowd gets attention by making someone in their care get sick.
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[i guess it does cast some light on why camille is so pushy about these things. she wouldn't want to admit she sees a mother in delilah; delilah is awful. but camille has to see this in her own mother.]
...You helped him catch her.
[but by risking her own life.]
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About twenty years too late to do any good. But yeah, I helped.
[And for her trouble she was rewarded with a good man vanishing and a family tree reduced to cinders. From there it was a straight into Frank Curry's basement suite. Neither sister came with her.
Her throat seizes. Camille covers her eyes suddenly. Soundless, until she speaks through the choke.]
I wanted help Marian.
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[she thought of marian in the memory. another little girl.]
A sister?
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[Another swallow. She pulls her hands away. Not crying, but just barely skirting the brink.]
She passed away when I was thirteen. I never realized what was happening to her.
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[so that's who she would have wanted to save with the wish.]
To sacrifice such innocent children to her whims. [hurting children is just one of those things that makes her ballistic.] I'm sorry, Camille.
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[Her lips pull in, half smile. She has to keep blinking or she'll start in on the waterworks. Have to hold it. Save the crying jag for an empty room and a pillow.]
...Thank you. Laudna.