"I have a pretty good idea, yep." Marisa states, looking at the Sally, and then down at the beetle she brushed off. Poor bug, it was just out looking for... whatever it was looking for. 'I swear, if she stomps on that bug, ze...' she thought, before glancing over as the parrot produced the borrowed dagger and pointed it at the reporter.
She watched with interest, and wondered if the lady answered wrong, if Twitch was gonna shank her or something.
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