Is it a joke, though? Kiritsubo only smiles, using the lips she has decided to have today, thin but expressive, curling upwards in the corners as she casually drops the head of the statue she has decapitated for him, letting it crash noisily onto the floor, chipping as it hits and then rolls slightly onto a flatter part of its cheek. Goodbye, handsome aquiline nose.]
I suppose I'll be on my way then, hmm?
[She moves to pick up the original head she'd been carrying, reclaiming her own trophy, before she shoots Gen a look over the marble curls.]
But before I go... Who owes me?
[It's usually considered polite to exchange names.]
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Is it a joke, though? Kiritsubo only smiles, using the lips she has decided to have today, thin but expressive, curling upwards in the corners as she casually drops the head of the statue she has decapitated for him, letting it crash noisily onto the floor, chipping as it hits and then rolls slightly onto a flatter part of its cheek. Goodbye, handsome aquiline nose.]
I suppose I'll be on my way then, hmm?
[She moves to pick up the original head she'd been carrying, reclaiming her own trophy, before she shoots Gen a look over the marble curls.]
But before I go... Who owes me?
[It's usually considered polite to exchange names.]