"Not even an idea?" Ran pursed her lips thoughtfully, glancing around at the Mansion's grounds. Dim as the moonlight was, she may as well have been wearing a pair of Neathglass goggles with how brightly it seemed to outline the world for her. "It's a shame the rooftop is inaccessible."
Not that she was going to protest the feeling of fresh, damp grass — grass! — beneath her feet.
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Not that she was going to protest the feeling of fresh, damp grass — grass! — beneath her feet.