[For a moment, Yasu's confused about what Thomasin could possibly be thanking her for. Yasu had been worse than useless during the trial, had been one of the people to hound her, and...
"I don't think you're guilty."
At the time, Thomasin had seemed one of the most suspicious, but back then Yasu couldn't be sure. Refused to be sure, really, she needed to be absolutely certain before making any real accusations. But that look in Thomasin's eyes when Yasu had accidentally suggested she'd consorted with witches... ah.]
It wasn't, um, any big deal. [Yasu curls up in her chair and stares deep into her cup.] I know what it's like to be the one everyone assumes is a- at fault, even when you're innocent. I... didn't want to do the same to you.
hey lyndon,
"I don't think you're guilty."
At the time, Thomasin had seemed one of the most suspicious, but back then Yasu couldn't be sure. Refused to be sure, really, she needed to be absolutely certain before making any real accusations. But that look in Thomasin's eyes when Yasu had accidentally suggested she'd consorted with witches... ah.]
It wasn't, um, any big deal. [Yasu curls up in her chair and stares deep into her cup.] I know what it's like to be the one everyone assumes is a- at fault, even when you're innocent. I... didn't want to do the same to you.