[The scene shifts - a point later in time, it seems, given that the Malice in the scene is older. He's sitting at a table with the woman next to him. She seems to be explaining something, pointing to a book and then to the piece of paper little Malice is working on. Writing lessons, it seems, though little Malice keeps getting frustrated and eventually he overturns the entire table in a fit.]
...She was the woman who raised me. Never knew my parents, didn't have anyone else, growin' up. But she was there for me, an' she was...
[Kind, gentle, patient - all words that become pretty clear as the woman cleans up the mess and gently sets the book back on the table to try again. She takes the lessons slow, and slowly little Malice starts to settle, looking at the book with interest even though it's clear he doesn't quite understand.]
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[The scene shifts - a point later in time, it seems, given that the Malice in the scene is older. He's sitting at a table with the woman next to him. She seems to be explaining something, pointing to a book and then to the piece of paper little Malice is working on. Writing lessons, it seems, though little Malice keeps getting frustrated and eventually he overturns the entire table in a fit.]
...She was the woman who raised me. Never knew my parents, didn't have anyone else, growin' up. But she was there for me, an' she was...
[Kind, gentle, patient - all words that become pretty clear as the woman cleans up the mess and gently sets the book back on the table to try again. She takes the lessons slow, and slowly little Malice starts to settle, looking at the book with interest even though it's clear he doesn't quite understand.]