[ Ursula swallows, a barely perceptible gesture given how large her throat is. The grind of her jaw is more telling, the sound of bones scraping behind pursed, sanguine lips.
She reaches up and takes off the necklace with one hand, crooking a finger on the other in a come-hither gesture. ]
There's only one person here that can assure you don't.
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She reaches up and takes off the necklace with one hand, crooking a finger on the other in a come-hither gesture. ]
There's only one person here that can assure you don't.
[ She offers it. ]