[Sturm may not have been strapped across her back in that moment but it was still leaning against the table near where she stood. When Hijikata spoke of the sword housing a soul, Elza could feel the phantom presence of the rifle and the weight of being its chosen one was once again feeling heavy on her shoulders.
She ignored her own inner discomfort and focused on his answer instead. At least that was something she didn't mind distracting herself with.]
Well I hope for your sake that it doesn't start now.
[She reached out in the next moment to pluck Sturm from against the table and draw it close to her.] I'll accept your answer this time.
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She ignored her own inner discomfort and focused on his answer instead. At least that was something she didn't mind distracting herself with.]
Well I hope for your sake that it doesn't start now.
[She reached out in the next moment to pluck Sturm from against the table and draw it close to her.] I'll accept your answer this time.