[Her braids are unravelled, and her hair a disaster--but as tired as she looks, there aren't any tears in her eyes. She doesn't feel, right now, as though she has the right to cry, after all; this wasn't her that was hurt, it was so many other people...]
Oh...
[That sounds... like something she can focus on--at least, until she has the courage to say what happened to her.]
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Oh...
[That sounds... like something she can focus on--at least, until she has the courage to say what happened to her.]
...What happened, Ambrose-san...? To you, I mean.