The lady slowly brought her glass to her lips, the sparkling liquid inside trickling down into her gullet with a smoothness.
Her eyes widened slightly once she swallowed. The rich flavor lingered on her taste buds in a way that brought back memories. This time, far more
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safe don't get the recognition they deserve. Weapons, freaks, mutants, monsters. Yet we're the ones making sure they're not torn to shreds."
There was a hint of frustration in his tone, though it was otherwise unbothered. Slowly, he'd take another swig of his drink.
"You are a responsible man. A duty bound one, even. You harbor many emotions, particularly frustration, regarding the treatment of your kind. It is admirable, but you do need an outlet."
Even with that moment of joy from the wine's taste, Maria still spoke as monotonously
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