[That's a sort of face a parent can't bear to see, but Bellemere is firm regardless of what her heart feels, running a hand through Nami's hair. She wants nothing more than to protect her from the world; but what would come of lying? Nothing but a short-lived moment of peace, followed by anger, confusion, perhaps regret. She leans her cheek into Nami's hairline, holding her close.]
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... Before, yes.