[She huffs a surprised laugh; he'd sounded so much like Urahara just then it takes her back a bit. An unexpected bit of home, despite everything.]
Exactly. Since you obviously have the purest motives, there's no need for either of us to worry, hmm?
[She moves down the aisle a bit, picking up a bottle of chili oil. Her wings gingerly flex and fold back against her skin, shifting beneath her loose jacket; it's still an odd feeling, one she's not sure she'll ever get used to.]
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Exactly. Since you obviously have the purest motives, there's no need for either of us to worry, hmm?
[She moves down the aisle a bit, picking up a bottle of chili oil. Her wings gingerly flex and fold back against her skin, shifting beneath her loose jacket; it's still an odd feeling, one she's not sure she'll ever get used to.]