[A human urge, was it? Mash turns this over in her mind, so much so that she is caught off guard when Alter draws her close. She stammers.]
I-I shouldn’t. We shouldn’t…
[The captive Demi-Servant is ashamed to still feel curious in spite of knowing that. That indescribable restlessness gnaws at her. She might not be able to move her head, but her eyes still dart furtively to the side, telegraphing the wavering conviction to her own words.]
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I-I shouldn’t. We shouldn’t…
[The captive Demi-Servant is ashamed to still feel curious in spite of knowing that. That indescribable restlessness gnaws at her. She might not be able to move her head, but her eyes still dart furtively to the side, telegraphing the wavering conviction to her own words.]