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Galla seemed to be patient for whoever she waited for.

Cian and her Tristan got along in their own ways, evidently.

Dawn clearly let excitement control her very veins, which did more to make the mood cheerier than it Sangue could ever make.

April, whose words warm like her own name, complimented something.

Her arm.

Now that she thought about it, she never thought too much on what her arm looked like. All that mattered was whether it functioned, and whether she could still utilize her old Claw or not. Swinging the chains had become a staple of her methodically divided tools to combat hostile targets, both in sparring and battles. The fact that she had a completely new artificial limb that functioned overshadowed the small details put into the design of the arm itself.

Turning to her prosthetic, she took in the details of the structure. A lot of effort was evidently put into making it sleek so that it would not get in her own way.

Another good thing to bring up in the case that she met Gren or Shiro later. She had so little to talk about even though they did so much, so anything that could be stuffed into the thanks she could give them was a nice addition to her lack of words.

It did feel nice to not ward people away from her old prosthetic's intimidating look. She never thought of it to look dangerous, but most reactions to it made herself feel like someone who could easily scare others.

Looking up at April, her idle expression remained. Her small nod- which was more of a short bow- indicated not disinterest, but a thankful gesture.

[color=f7976a]"Thank y...ou..."[/color]

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