[Saxsice makes a vague sound, shrugging her shoulders and still looking over the mask, tracing the empty edges of the mask with a fingertip. Honestly, she'd been as unnerved by the sudden confession, but is now stubbornly going to pretend she'd made it in her right mind.]
Everyone here's a total stranger to me, mister. [She tosses the mask onto the table, next to her bare, dirty-soled feet.] Gotta start somewhere, don't I?
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Everyone here's a total stranger to me, mister. [She tosses the mask onto the table, next to her bare, dirty-soled feet.] Gotta start somewhere, don't I?