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"My hands are cold." - 01 / 12 / 2003
"I don't know what you're talking about, the was is long over--"
Alexandra laughs, and the tension melts, just a little. "I'm not responsible for what others say or do. I bear no ill will against the demonkind."
"Though you should," Stanos mutters under his breath, inaudibly.
Kit looks most severely displeased at the exchange between Alexandra and Asmindr. She remembers how Alexandra took her in out of the rain and gave her a place to live and taught her how to live with herself. And she knows that Kaligo remembers, too, if nobody else does.
"Well, my world, anyway," Kaligo says unhappily. "Maybe not my home." Hopefully not my home.
"Hey," Kitsuki interrupts Kaligo's rather brooding thoughts, "Gen's aura's turning funny colors."
". . ."
Kitsuki, Kaligo, Alexandra, and Stanos