"I know why, Teller."
Marin creepily smiled that Avion didn't feel comfortable about.
'There's something off about her.' he thought.
"Everything fits perfectly. Even though we just met, how can I be so submissive to you? Now, I understand." Marin talked to herself.
"I don't understand what you're saying..."
Marin seemed like she wanted to play a bit, "Te-... Avion, have you ever thought why you became so irritated earlier?"
The scene where he had to cut his arm to get off Long Hair's grasp came back to his head and Avion nodded, "It's because I had to got throu-"
"It's because you don't like losing." Marin interrupted.
As if it struck a chord within Avion, he frowned.
"What do you know about me? Who are you really?"
"But that's what confuses me, did you lose your memory or something?" Marin ignored Avion's question.
"Ho-how did you know?" Avion lost his defensive stature.
