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Despite being a little squeamish herself, Dixie obviously didn't want her princess to dirty her hands when she had a choice. "You can leave it all to me, Emily. Just let me know what you want him to spill, and then make sure you don't look this way."
"… Huh?"
The dark-haired girl coughed awkwardly. "Trust me, you wouldn't want to see it. Michelle's 'hobby' might be useful sometimes, but it's definitely not a pretty sight."
"Is that so…?" Emilia hummed thoughtfully, but when she sensed a small group of three heading their way, she quickly made up her mind. "Alright. I'll trust you with this one, then. Just make sure he doesn't make too much noise, and you can dig up at least the basics of his identity. You should get what I'm trying to do, right?"
