"That's not true." She muttered, looking down - she prided herself that she acyed up, regardless of who was there, but she thought about the situation they were in right now - her sitting on the floor, while Eterna in a chair over her. "She was a good slave to you, you repay her by throwing her away?" Allison paused, staring at the wall, a cobweb in the corner.
"My journal's broken. I tried writing to her and I got no answer."