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“Okay…” Vera doesn’t feel like there’s another option.
“Good, very good.” Mama Bodil taps both of your shoulders at the same time, but she notices that you don’t have the same look of resignation as Vera. “Anything bothering you, kid?”
“Yeah.” You nod slowly.
“Easy, Mama is not going to let your girl get hurt.” Bodil winks at you with confidence.
“But that’s not enough.” You shake your head.
“Not enough?” The only reason Bodil isn’t pissed with you is because she’s patient enough to see where you are going with this.
“Mama Bodil, could you please help Vera live a normal life?” You don’t think any of this stuff is going to solve anything. “I don’t want her life to be only trouble from now on for something she didn’t do. It’s not fair.”
The two men at the front of the car were about to say something, the offended criminals want Mama to shut you up, but the boss raised her hand to shut them up before a word came out. On the other side, the mousy lady is flabbergasted by your actions. She doesn’t understand why you demand this out of someone who has all the control in this situation. She’s bossy, but not reckless.
“You’re asking a hell of a lot out of me.” Bodil doesn’t try to paint a different picture with boastful confidence or anything.
“Children ask a lot out of their parents.” You adjust your glasses like a doofus.
“The only way is if we kill Ayde.” Bodil looks you right in the eyes. The same eyes everyone in this car struggles to see. The same eyes that lost their spark of life long ago. “Would you take his life, kid?”
The car parks right in front of the building. No one inside is willing to say a word or move a muscle. All eyes are on you.
Would you kill a person for someone who you just met?
<span class="mu-s">How do you respond?</span>
>“Yeah.” Say it with conviction.
>“Maybe we can find another way?” You have Level 1 Knowledge, maybe you can come up with something.
>“No. I can’t.” Say it with conviction.
>Write In.
