Madelyn: Hm…
Madelyn: Alright, let’s try this again… One, two, three, four, five… Six? Six rooms in the second floor east wing…
Madelyn: Why am I having so much trouble mapping this place out?
Madelyn: The count’s not changing, but… it doesn’t feel right. It’s like my eyes aren’t seeing something…
Madelyn: There’s something off about this place… I can sense it…
Madelyn: …Just like I can sense someone trying to sneak up on me again-
Madelyn: …Karman!
Karen: It’s… Karen… What’cha up to, Madness?
Madelyn: Basitin military business! Go bother someone else, kid.
Karen: “Kid”?
Karen: I’m sixteen. Aren’t you supposed to be younger than me? What’s a little girl doing in the military, anyway? I thought Basitins were all supposed to be tough warriors.
Karen: You’re kinda… shrimpy.
Madelyn: …Shrimpy…
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