[By now the Sage's weekly posturing on Tuesday has become a distasteful routine - something to be thoroughly ignored and scoffed at once the Sage was done talking. Misora really doesn't expect this particular gathering to be any different. Even when the Sage calls her along with others who share a similar mindset out indirectly, she merely raises an eyebrow, but is otherwise impassive. She could more or less predict where the Sage's needlessly long winded exposition was heading - what it implied - but even then, the instant the pendant shows her his face, Misora isn't able to keep herself from mouthing his name in silent horror.]
Raye....
[Without wasting a single moment, she marches over to the table to find a long, grey coat. One that Raye favored... one that, when she holds it close to her, still smells like him. In this context, it's not even remotely comforting. Though she sees how this may still be yet another empty threat, this one actually gets her to grab her pendant and speak in icy tones.]
If you involve him in this, I swear I'll see that you get what you gave Asch and the others.
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Raye....
[Without wasting a single moment, she marches over to the table to find a long, grey coat. One that Raye favored... one that, when she holds it close to her, still smells like him. In this context, it's not even remotely comforting. Though she sees how this may still be yet another empty threat, this one actually gets her to grab her pendant and speak in icy tones.]
If you involve him in this, I swear I'll see that you get what you gave Asch and the others.