[There's precious little to say at all-- she knows it. It's part of what makes these things so hard to talk about. It's a whole deluge of uncomfortable information to unload on somebody, and there's little anybody can do to respond until it's over.]
[But that was the tale of Stanley Coleman, and thank god there's not really any more to that nasty little chapter of her return to Silent Hill.]
[So she just kind of... nods.]
I just... wish he never existed. Or at least that I never knew about him.
If he'd just fucking... jerked it to his sick thoughts all by himself, and I never knew a thing, then I guess I wouldn't really give a fuck.
[A sigh escapes her, and she lets her face drop into her hand.]
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[But that was the tale of Stanley Coleman, and thank god there's not really any more to that nasty little chapter of her return to Silent Hill.]
[So she just kind of... nods.]
I just... wish he never existed. Or at least that I never knew about him.
If he'd just fucking... jerked it to his sick thoughts all by himself, and I never knew a thing, then I guess I wouldn't really give a fuck.
[A sigh escapes her, and she lets her face drop into her hand.]
Anyway, that's... that's the Stanley thing.