[Mashiro lifts her face from where it's buried in Mikoto's warm fur and looks up at Nina. Her eyes are still dry, but red and puffy now, contrasting the petulance in her voice when she answers.]
[Her eyes involuntarily widen a little as the incident, so close to her thoughts, immediately comes to the forefront of her mind. But she schools her expression back into a scowl.]
That woman is from my world. As the Master of the Otome who attempted to contain her, I must at least acknowledge my responsibility. Had we not all been short-sighted, this might not have escalated as it did.
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I am cold.
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[Not now, at least. Not the place where she died.]
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[She hesitates.]
If you want.
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I said it's nothing.
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...Then I owe you an apology.
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