I'm all right. [She catches sight of his hand out of the corner of her eye, brow furrowing when she quickly takes note that he's tracing her wounds on himself. Perhaps she should have done a better job of covering those up...]
Could I help you with something? [Even if she hasn't looked at him properly yet, her own brother's voice does nothing to jostle the memories the Malnosso have temporarily replaced.]
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Could I help you with something? [Even if she hasn't looked at him properly yet, her own brother's voice does nothing to jostle the memories the Malnosso have temporarily replaced.]