Very well.

'Why didn't you save them when it all started?'

My knife hasn't dulled

I just need some time to think... about what I should do next.

Do you really just want to protect that judge?

You know what's funny? I keep running into bad luck just like I keep running into her. It's like a curse I couldn't shake.

I'm not letting you go...

||He starts the engine, but before he even closed the door, a figure was already sat in the passenger seat, seat belt fastened and all.||

This is...

Like I said, I'll make you pay.

How could I repay your generosity for such a precious article, Duke?

Are you still hesitant to let her know about the Truckers' Union? But can you really just stand here and watch something happen to her?

No. Crownslayer didn't kill her.

Wait, the dockhands are starting to...

It's not hard finding a killer from the outside in this city. You stand out. A lot.

I'll keep looking for him!

Don't you dare leave!

Get back here... Don't go...

For the scientists, for the infected, I have to kill you. You Ursus puppet! You piece of trash!

Were you confident that it could be done, with so many people behind you, and so many weapons in our hands? Were you confident that you wouldn't be held responsible?

You've been listening to this song on loop for a while now. Not tired of it?

Dammit, I got so caught up in chasing that stupid wolf pup... I forgot Sommer's still in the truck...

There's something I want to ask before I leave. That night, when you ordered us to point our weapons at the Venezia mafiosi... what were you thinking? That all of the Union's problems will go away if we kill those bastards? And who smuggled what will remain a secret forever?

*Hack* *hack*...! Gah!

Do you really just want to protect that judge?

||One of Reunion's squad leaders who handles infiltration and assassination operations, specializing in melee combat and breaking through defensive lines. Her stealth and superb infiltration abilities have foiled countless attempts to capture her.||

Cazzo...!

Wait, the dockhands are starting to...

What did they mean our testimony would be invalid in court? Does that mean we can only sit here and wait for the results of her trial?

In the end, the only time they're of any use are when putting together a lovely little list of justifications.

||She feels like the target of some sick joke. An inkling of helplessness suddenly worms its way into her mind.||

My knife hasn't dulled

Hope there's a hairdryer at my master's place...

||”The red-headed lady has been all over the kitchen: kneading, chopping the meat, pouring the sauce, keeping an eye on the pizzas in the oven and occasionally dealing with people trying to rush her. She seems really into it.”||

Smokescreen deployed. Retreat, we'll find another chance later.

You want the Empire to know of the 'ten thousand bandits' you killed, when half of them were refugees starving to death in your territory?

A baby tooth?

*sigh* Come with me. Everyone's attention is focused on the float now. My smoke will cover our tracks, and no one'll spot us.

I wasn't with Sommer that night. It's partly my fault that he's dead...

Get... Get back here!

Let's go. I came to take you back home. There's a lot back at camp waiting for you to make the call on.

Do you copy? Answer me!

*sigh* Come with me. Everyone's attention is focused on the float now. My smoke will cover our tracks, and no one'll spot us.

She learned her song by snow, she learned her blade by rain… She learned to show her courage, by fire that swept the plain… She learned to topple crowns, by all the silent pain... Oh, you're awake. No, it's nothing. Just a Siracusan nursery rhyme.

||She did not sleep at all that night. She thinks about how she used salt and water to scrub away the bloodstains in the room, how she dragged her master's corpse out into the wilds under the cover of the incessant rain.||

There's also one more thing.