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『AZYRA, XIN: AZYRA'S SWEATER』

Xin: Hey, you've never really talked about the stitch in your sweater where you slot your gun.

Azyra: Does it matter?

Xin: No, not really, but I'm just curious.

Azyra: Ah, well, you have to do what you have to do, right?

Xin: What does that even mean?

Azyra: When you're being pressured everyday, you need to have a way to defend yourself.

Xin: What kind of hell neighborhood did you live in?

Azyra: It wasn't that bad. But I won't lie, I have little patience. I only have this gun to take care of minor inconveniences. I'll pull this out if someone is just in front of me while I'm walking.

Xin: Have you...killed anybody?

Azyra: Not like, end their life or anything, so...no?

Xin: Azyra, I don't think you have any patience.

Azyra: Yeah, yeah. Are we done? I kind of have something to do.

Xin: But—

Azyra: We're done! (Azyra leaves, which is my excuse for having nothing to write. Bye)