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"Skip," a calm voice interrupted her mid-sentence, cutting through her seething anger like a blade through silk.
"Wha—?" she blinked, startled.
"You don't need to continue. I can guess the rest," said Eren, his tone bored and emotionless.
Seraphina's glowing eyes dimmed into a dull of confusion before turning into a glare, as she turned toward the human who now sat casually on a plastic monobloc chair that hadn't been there a moment ago. He leaned back lazily, head resting on his hand with an uninterested half-lidded gaze—as if her painful story was nothing more than a background noise to him.
The audacity made her eye twitch in rage. The sheer disrespect of it.
Useless, who had been observing silently through its screen, nodded knowingly. It understood her frustration and even felt a tinge of sympathy. After all, it was also a victim to it's Master's Skips.
