“Who drugged you?” Arlecchino is obviously angry. Don’t you think? Don’t you listen? She has told you thousands of times not to trust other people, but you still disobey.

You tried to hide it, it was in vain. She noticed you acting strange right away. Your face is red, your throat hurts.

You frown, and her face softens slightly, almost imperceptibly. You didn't answer, she wants to hear you talking. Who would dare hurt someone important to The Knave?

“Answer me. Who was it?..” She asks, the tone too sweet for who she really is. The Knave strokes your hair, keeping you close. Her grip is a little firm, almost enough to hurt.

Her nails are pressed against your scalp. Arlecchino knows you’re sensitive now, she doesn’t care enough to stop.