[Alfie isn't wrong.] I'm fine with that. I can take care of myself. [But her face tells a different story. She's a bit scared. Worried maybe. She always wanted to learn to fight, to climb, to sail, to adventure.
Everyone else, even Corvo, saw her as simply a small child heir. A small child Empress. Empresses don't learn to fight, they think.
She also looks tired and a little lonely. This place isn't Dunwall, not even the worst of Dunwall, and Alfie isn't Corvo. Royce and Geralt aren't Corvo. She knows no one, and after having everyone out to get her, she isn't exactly sure who to trust.]
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Everyone else, even Corvo, saw her as simply a small child heir. A small child Empress. Empresses don't learn to fight, they think.
She also looks tired and a little lonely. This place isn't Dunwall, not even the worst of Dunwall, and Alfie isn't Corvo. Royce and Geralt aren't Corvo. She knows no one, and after having everyone out to get her, she isn't exactly sure who to trust.]
I've managed okay so far.