And it's as true as any oversimplified simple fact.
Which is to say, not very.
You get caught in lies, they're refutable. They can be disproved and dismissed, and then where are you?
A demon like Verity doesn't lie, Sam.
She tells the truth very carefully.
"It's okay, darling. You can admit it.
"You're going through the motions like a good little boy. You'll go on going through the motions, reading book after book, making call after call, visting library after library, grasping at increasingly tiny and fragile straws. Right up until the clock strikes twelve, and the coach goes back to being a pumpkin.
"But won't you be just the tiniest bit relieved when he's gone?"
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Which is to say, not very.
You get caught in lies, they're refutable. They can be disproved and dismissed, and then where are you?
A demon like Verity doesn't lie, Sam.
She tells the truth very carefully.
"It's okay, darling. You can admit it.
"You're going through the motions like a good little boy. You'll go on going through the motions, reading book after book, making call after call, visting library after library, grasping at increasingly tiny and fragile straws. Right up until the clock strikes twelve, and the coach goes back to being a pumpkin.
"But won't you be just the tiniest bit relieved when he's gone?"