[The basket in her hand nearly falls, but she grabs it quickly, none of the items spilling from it. Glancing upwards with the deadly combination of her glare and mouth opened, but not a word was spoken.
Someone she knew for certain. He looks and acts like that scruffy detective, but it is impossible. Why would he have been kidnapped too? Her, it was understandable. She was a prodigy. He was nothing of value.]
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[The basket in her hand nearly falls, but she grabs it quickly, none of the items spilling from it. Glancing upwards with the deadly combination of her glare and mouth opened, but not a word was spoken.
Someone she knew for certain. He looks and acts like that scruffy detective, but it is impossible. Why would he have been kidnapped too? Her, it was understandable. She was a prodigy. He was nothing of value.]
... what kind of foolish greeting is that?