[ Honestly, she doesn't know what the rest of Enma's lot wants. She's barely met another from her own faction — which is mostly her own fault, and something she's been thinking about more lately. It didn't matter, at first. She didn't give a shit. She still doesn't, really — not when it comes to Enma's designs — but power can be used to protect, and maybe that she does care about.
Outwardly though, she just gives a little shrug, lighting her own cigarette and taking a drag before answering mildly: ]
Guess we'll find out. [ Smoke wisps around her words as she talks. ] It's not as if I'm fucking keen to come out here and fight any of you.
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Outwardly though, she just gives a little shrug, lighting her own cigarette and taking a drag before answering mildly: ]
Guess we'll find out. [ Smoke wisps around her words as she talks. ] It's not as if I'm fucking keen to come out here and fight any of you.
[ A half-beat, then she amends: ]
Not like that anyway.