The half-truth and nothing but the half-truthSoshika: The emaciated body, the scars...It's like looking at a zombie.
Soshika: Don't move.
Soshika: Akned says these are yours.
The fabric is worn out from old blood stains, am I right?
Obviously military issue...but no unit uniform I've ever seen.
Soshika: I'm not touching you.
Not until I have to.
Soshika: If you're sane enough to undress yourself, you're sane enough to dress again.
Akned: How benevolent. Are all of our Universal Saviors as bitter and spiteful?
Soshika: It's what they deserve.
Scars or no scars, it's things like that who killed my family.
Soshika: The beast and I walked.
Akned insisted at the very least I bind its hands.
This didn't seem to matter to the Human.
Solla: Ah, Lypha. You make your return.
And as to our lively cargo?
Soshika: It'll survive.
Solla: Your racism and contempt for Humankind never ceases to amaze.
Soshika: Just consider your race lucky they don't share it, then.
Soshika: So now what?
Solla: Recall our plan.
Solla: Flag the next train near here. Take it to Dock Six.
Solla: We will meet you there shortly, but be careful, Lypha. It is not a safe town.
Soshika: I know. I understand.