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Sacha stares at her a moment. "Fine. So long as no one walks in on this." She grumbles, pulling her shirt up over her head. She snorts. "I'll need a new shirt anyway." she mumbles to herself, inspecting the blood that stained the entire arm of her shirt. She sighs, folding it and setting it on her lap while she waits for Aya to do her work.