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[Faith lies on the bed, propped up on one arm. The bed's clear, but the room behind her is a mess. One might catch sight of some broken furniture in the corner.]
Sorta doubting anyone back home's got a message for me.
Kinda doubting anyone here does, either. Back to normal if you're wondering, so you can let go of that breath you've been holding. Not gonna hit anyone anymore.
Unless one of you thinks they can take me in a brawl?
Sorta doubting anyone back home's got a message for me.
Kinda doubting anyone here does, either. Back to normal if you're wondering, so you can let go of that breath you've been holding. Not gonna hit anyone anymore.
Unless one of you thinks they can take me in a brawl?
