Given Vivenne's threat about turning you into potion ingredients, you feel the need to choose your next words very carefully. You take a deep breath, and swallow. "I...want to be her," you admit, finally.
Vivienne cocks her head, one hand coming to rest on her hip. "You're going to have to be a little more specific than that. What do you mean 'be her?'"
You blink. "Is there more than one definition?"
Vivienne sighs, her fingers meeting her forehead, likely fighting off a headache. "There are many ways I could accomplish what you're asking. Do you want to be her physically, or mentally? Both? And what are the consequences as it relates to her? Do you want her to become you in turn, and again to what degree, or would you rather just become a clone of her? Perhaps you'd rather possess her? More specific."
Truthfully, you'd hoped you wouldn't have to come up with the details yourself. You certainly don't want to keep your body and make yourself think you're Olivia. That would just be baffling. Initially, you didn't care whether you lost your memories, but to lose them and not get anything in return is too much to ask. No, you definitely wanted to have her body, and you're not at all comfortable erasing her personality - after all, you have a witch at your disposal, so why would you need to take that step?
Vivienne gives you what must be a solid minute, having noticed you were clearly giving the matter some thought. Eventually, though, you take a deep breath and make your real request...
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