[The Tyrant seems skeptical, possibly about to argue, but then she decides that the excuse to make another pass by the refreshments bar is worth the effort and caves in.]
...Alright. This way.
[She leads the way towards the room's empty walls, just as casual and conversational as before. At some point, she turns around to interrupt their walk with an extended hand.]
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...Alright. This way.
[She leads the way towards the room's empty walls, just as casual and conversational as before. At some point, she turns around to interrupt their walk with an extended hand.]
I'm the Tyrant, by the way. You're Fuu, right?