[Marishka can be seen hanging over the edge of a balcony, ripping of flowers and tossing them over the edge. There's a wide smile on her face as rose petals fall to the ground far below.]

Smell it, sweet City~! These roses of blood!

[Grabbing some of the flowers she holds them to her face.]

I love these~!

*giggling*

Silly man of flaming bones. That was a lesson, yes? Then I learned that those people hurt as much as I wanted them to.

*more giggling*

Master didn't like that you did that to me. But he's busy now. He doesn't want to stop holding and touching me. The loss of the bond pained him.

Tsk, tsk. Not a good thing to do to Master.

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