Anybody relatively nearby will hear Vega clearly as she raises her voice to a proper scream of frustration. Her eyes are suddenly stinging.) I don't want to be heir of your ridiculous family, I want to be heir of mine!
(Vega, who is working herself up into proper hyperventilation, doesn't have the breath to tell him to get out of her sight. But he is leaving of his own accord by the look of it — good. Good!!
She gasps in deep before bursting into angry tears right there in the courtyard, pressing her face into her hands to hide.)
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Anybody relatively nearby will hear Vega clearly as she raises her voice to a proper scream of frustration. Her eyes are suddenly stinging.) I don't want to be heir of your ridiculous family, I want to be heir of mine!
I want what I'm owed!
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You’ve got it, [he calls imperiously to her, gesturing around at the courtyard as he backs away,]
everything you’re owed. Right here.
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She gasps in deep before bursting into angry tears right there in the courtyard, pressing her face into her hands to hide.)
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He turns and walks away, the exchange already looming over him to stew on indefinitely.]