[Oh, hey, laser tag buddy. She sort of just stares in confusion at him for a moment, looking from him to her clothes — then back to him. She's not completely oblivious to the anxiety she's grown everyone in this tram car, but you know. Who cares, right? She hadn't done anything wrong. But then again, she's well-aware this much blood on a person isn't... normal... around here.
Or most places. Despite the bloody tears in her jean jacket and pants and shirt, she shakes her head.]
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Or most places. Despite the bloody tears in her jean jacket and pants and shirt, she shakes her head.]
It is okay; I'm not hurt.
I got into a fight with monsters.