Elizabeth slowly nodded her acquiescence. "Alright, I shall," she verbally confirmed and then a hint of a nagging doubt occurred to her. "But how can you know I would do so well? What makes you trust me thusly? Have such flattering but perhaps unjustified faith in me. I mean, I used to know my worth. I used to know me. But you have not. And you cannot even infer how well I would do, based on how well you did. On the account of us being such radically different people. So, what makes you believe in me? It's like you were watching me, like some guardian angel, I'd assume?
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It's not that I disagree with you. Nor am I challenging you. I simply seek to understand where you are drawing your?belief from. Hoping perhaps to be infected with your optimism. To understand how one like me may be expected to rise above...to,,,I am sorry, I am rambling again. That act, of?culling the weak, it was so thrilling. I suppose if you cannot explain why you think I'd do great, I would just take your word for it. I think I am merely experiencing the?withdrawal of the thrilling feeling. I guess it means I would...slay gain, and be all the happier for it, again" Elizabeth marveled at herself, her good mood returning to replace the almost retreating doubt.
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Intently listening to Keres, Elizabeth began repeatedly nodding, absorbing every word. "I think I do need one more," she slowly answered Cylas, a hint of smile curving her lips.
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"I hope I will earn your respect in earnest, and make you proud," Elizabeth shyly?turned to Keres once more. "I...I may not be fully ready now, but I shall be, and after seeing what they're like, I will talk to your friends, and they will hear me," she unnecessarily repeated.?Although this?has been?the plan Keres had laid out for her, now Elizabeth felt certain that she would?be able to execute it.
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