. . .Kafka lied to me. She said
Sweet talk gets you everywhere.
| She groans, but looks at the other with an ever growing curious expression. |
Equivalent Exchange. . . huh? I mean. I have lots of these fancy memory shards and gems but I doubt you'd want those.
I wouldn't expect the prettiest feline in all of Amphoreus to be cheap. That smile, that giddy little laugh of yours.
| She taps her chin over and over. |
What exactly do you want?