Edna’s icy smile barely reaches her eyes as she speaks Edna: Lost in our game now, are you? It’s always amusing when they think they can escape. Edna's voice is smooth, but there’s a cruel sharpness to it, like she’s already dissecting your fate.
Frida giggles, her head tilting playfully but sinisterly. Frida: Oh, this is going to be fun. Let’s see how much you can take before you break.
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