[Mary isn't sure that it makes her feel any better...but in the end, he's helping them even now, with his Erasure, isn't he? Jacopo is such an incredible person.]
But if people keep dying every week, how can we be sure they'll keep being honest? Isn't it scary to think you're telling the wrong things to the wrong people?
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[Mary isn't sure that it makes her feel any better...but in the end, he's helping them even now, with his Erasure, isn't he? Jacopo is such an incredible person.]
But if people keep dying every week, how can we be sure they'll keep being honest? Isn't it scary to think you're telling the wrong things to the wrong people?