Dialogue with Tamala

Tamala: (Ulfe actually perks up a little, eyeing your pocket hungrily.)

Tamala: ...It was not the curse causing your sadness, little wolf. If there was such a spell to cleanse one's every ailment, I'd have found it already.

Tamala: And even if there were, it wouldn't be as safe or effective as doing the hard work of recovery.

Tamala: I... spent some time thinking about why you didn't want me to know your predicament, Ulfe, while I was gathering the ingredients for the ritual.

Tamala: It occurred to me the answer was in plain sight. You are- were- the Beast of the Elderwood.

Tamala: ...!

Tamala: I do not hate you for it, Ulfe. I apologize for what I said before about the Beast.

Tamala: I was wrong. What happened was not your fault. It was just... a tragic accident.

Tamala: And I am sorry you had to face it all alone. You are a kind, brave, empathetic young man.

Tamala: You deserved to have a childhood. I... hope we have given you that chance now.

Tamala: You... do not hate me?

Tamala: Of course I don't hate you, Ulfe. I could never.

Tamala: ...How touching.

Tamala: Do not pretend like you aren't fond of him either, Tamala.

Tamala: Of course I am. I simply don't need to give a saccharine speech to express myself.

Tamala: Now, if we're done here, I believe we have a tree to cleanse next.

Tamala: ...Thank you.

Tamala: ...Less sad than when alone.

Tamala: ...It was not the curse causing your sadness, little wolf. If there was such a spell to cleanse one's every ailment, I'd have found it already.

Tamala: And even if there were, it wouldn't be as safe or effective as doing the hard work of recovery.

Tamala: I... spent some time thinking about why you didn't want me to know your predicament, Ulfe, while I was gathering the ingredients for the ritual.

Tamala: It occurred to me the answer was in plain sight. You are- were- the Beast of the Elderwood.

Tamala: ...!

Tamala: I do not hate you for it, Ulfe. I apologize for what I said before about the Beast.

Tamala: I was wrong. What happened was not your fault. It was just... a tragic accident.

Tamala: And I am sorry you had to face it all alone. You are a kind, brave, empathetic young man.

Tamala: You deserved to have a childhood. I... hope we have given you that chance now.

Tamala: You... do not hate me?

Tamala: Of course I don't hate you, Ulfe. I could never.

Tamala: ...How touching.

Tamala: Do not pretend like you aren't fond of him either, Tamala.

Tamala: Of course I am. I simply don't need to give a saccharine speech to express myself.

Tamala: Now, if we're done here, I believe we have a tree to cleanse next.

Tamala: ...Thank you.

Tamala: Life... feels bad.

Tamala: ...It was not the curse causing your sadness, little wolf. If there was such a spell to cleanse one's every ailment, I'd have found it already.

Tamala: And even if there were, it wouldn't be as safe or effective as doing the hard work of recovery.

Tamala: I... spent some time thinking about why you didn't want me to know your predicament, Ulfe, while I was gathering the ingredients for the ritual.

Tamala: It occurred to me the answer was in plain sight. You are- were- the Beast of the Elderwood.

Tamala: ...!

Tamala: I do not hate you for it, Ulfe. I apologize for what I said before about the Beast.

Tamala: I was wrong. What happened was not your fault. It was just... a tragic accident.

Tamala: And I am sorry you had to face it all alone. You are a kind, brave, empathetic young man.

Tamala: You deserved to have a childhood. I... hope we have given you that chance now.

Tamala: You... do not hate me?

Tamala: Of course I don't hate you, Ulfe. I could never.

Tamala: ...How touching.

Tamala: Do not pretend like you aren't fond of him either, Tamala.

Tamala: Of course I am. I simply don't need to give a saccharine speech to express myself.

Tamala: Now, if we're done here, I believe we have a tree to cleanse next.

Tamala: ...Thank you.

Tamala: ...No. Not always. But lots.

Tamala: ...It was not the curse causing your sadness, little wolf. If there was such a spell to cleanse one's every ailment, I'd have found it already.

Tamala: And even if there were, it wouldn't be as safe or effective as doing the hard work of recovery.

Tamala: I... spent some time thinking about why you didn't want me to know your predicament, Ulfe, while I was gathering the ingredients for the ritual.

Tamala: It occurred to me the answer was in plain sight. You are- were- the Beast of the Elderwood.

Tamala: ...!

Tamala: I do not hate you for it, Ulfe. I apologize for what I said before about the Beast.

Tamala: I was wrong. What happened was not your fault. It was just... a tragic accident.

Tamala: And I am sorry you had to face it all alone. You are a kind, brave, empathetic young man.

Tamala: You deserved to have a childhood. I... hope we have given you that chance now.

Tamala: You... do not hate me?

Tamala: Of course I don't hate you, Ulfe. I could never.

Tamala: ...How touching.

Tamala: Do not pretend like you aren't fond of him either, Tamala.

Tamala: Of course I am. I simply don't need to give a saccharine speech to express myself.

Tamala: Now, if we're done here, I believe we have a tree to cleanse next.

Tamala: ...Thank you.