[ Edgin considers this with a contemplative hum. Was it the case? With these clothes he doesn't look like a thief, but... ]
I must've done something. I feel...guilty. And not just because I wasn't home.
[ It's funny how easy it is to identify that emotion now. He didn't, in the moment. The Edgin Darvis that had lived this life had built walls around that guilt and blamed everything on the Harpers. But he can feel it. It's an emotion he's intimately aware of. ]
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I must've done something. I feel...guilty. And not just because I wasn't home.
[ It's funny how easy it is to identify that emotion now. He didn't, in the moment. The Edgin Darvis that had lived this life had built walls around that guilt and blamed everything on the Harpers. But he can feel it. It's an emotion he's intimately aware of. ]