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She shook her head. "Stop it." Kay whispered. "You won't be here forever."

She broke free and took a step backwards. "What use are a bunch of shitty sticks going to be, when I need someone to talk to, or someone to help me through the long nights. I should...I should never have hoped..."

With that, Kay fell silent and turned around, heading as calmly as she could back towards the Inn. The Oak Wreath lay at Geralts feet.