xie lian closes his eyes for a moment, his hands briefly stilling before he returns to toweling hua cheng's hair. ] Rather, it was Vezda's. He gave it to her.
He's quiet for a moment and there's a thought clearly on his mind. How did the shield get so stuck? What else did she have on her? But really, knowing what he knows and expecting the trial... speculating feels strange.)
We'll just have to figure out what happened tomorrow.
(Catch her killer. Or any of them. It's all they can do now.)
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That's the one.
(The exact shield.)
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[ hhhh.
xie lian closes his eyes for a moment, his hands briefly stilling before he returns to toweling hua cheng's hair. ] Rather, it was Vezda's. He gave it to her.
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He's quiet for a moment and there's a thought clearly on his mind. How did the shield get so stuck? What else did she have on her? But really, knowing what he knows and expecting the trial... speculating feels strange.)
We'll just have to figure out what happened tomorrow.
(Catch her killer. Or any of them. It's all they can do now.)
But this should be it.
(The last week before the end.)