Sayuri shrugs at Rosalia's reaction, "Don't worry about it. They're old," she pauses, "Well most of them anyways. A few of these ones are only about 6 months old," she raises her right hand before stepping into the now steaming shower. She smirks before responding to Rosalia's satement that she didn't have anything interesting, "Oh? To some people it might be a little bit more interesting than some scars. As for talking about them... The ones on my arms are fair game. I hide them to keep questions to a minimum," she pauses and sighs while starting to lather up, "As for the one on my back... Let's just leave it at I was young, well younger, and stupid," she smiles and rubs Rosalia's head as she gets in, "Thanks. Maybe I'll tell you someday."
Varg sighs noticing Lennox was done talking. He looks around seeing how Sayuri had easily the most luggage and mutters to himself scoffing, "What're all those bags for? She has like 4 suitcases. What'd she do? Bring her whole damned room. I bet she'll be sending two of those back. Fully packed."
He lays down and is silent for several minutes before suddenly speaking, " What do you think she wants with our weapons? Maybe prove how superior hers are?"