34 - Private to Giselle

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Giselle...?

I am sorry to bother you. May I come and visit you? Please?

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[The Marquis shakes his head. She's doing her best at least, and he smiles at the effort, though he looks very tired, moreso than she's seen him since he's been bedridden.]

How does one do it, my flower? [His meaning is at first unclear.] I cannot submit myself to sit idly by while someone I regard so highly willingly causes suffering for themselves, and yet I am powerless to really stop it. I am only reminded again that I am a prisoner, here.