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"And so I started travelling across the country looking for a place to call hom..." Claire's voice is drowned out by the sudden sound of sirens blaring loudly not too far from the cafe. She looks knowing what this means, internally wishing that she hadn't spent the morning fighting. "Really? Now of all times? The one time when I couldn't honestly care less about ninety-nine per cent of this town?" 

She sighs looking down at the table then to the girl who had helped her earlier and would now even consider a friend. "Sorry, the more time I spend in the breaker form, the less I tend to care for humanity, usually passes in a few hours," she trails off, before standing up and offering a hand to the Zinerva. "Will you fight with me again? Possibly for the last time?"