[She likes having hands, but she has to admit, having built in knives that can't be disarmed sounds pretty nice anyway. Nobody's gonna stab you in the stomach with your own claws.
The laugh fades quickly, though.]
It's probably just some sort of curse or something. I don't know about the magic stuff, I always let, uh... other people deal with that crap, but...
[Then again, what are the odds that any of the people here know anything about curses?
She's not trying to harsh his mellow or anything, but she doesn't have much by way of useful advice. She goes back to her cigarette instead.]
Meantime, at least you'll be five by five next time monsters attack, right?
[The claw certainly looks better at maiming demons than the crappy little tire iron she had earlier.]
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[She likes having hands, but she has to admit, having built in knives that can't be disarmed sounds pretty nice anyway. Nobody's gonna stab you in the stomach with your own claws.
The laugh fades quickly, though.]
It's probably just some sort of curse or something. I don't know about the magic stuff, I always let, uh... other people deal with that crap, but...
[Then again, what are the odds that any of the people here know anything about curses?
She's not trying to harsh his mellow or anything, but she doesn't have much by way of useful advice. She goes back to her cigarette instead.]
Meantime, at least you'll be five by five next time monsters attack, right?
[The claw certainly looks better at maiming demons than the crappy little tire iron she had earlier.]