"Wait? What do you mean, repressed? My Kitten? Are we talking about the same person?"
Robyn, in true Australian fashion, cursed even more than a sailor. Her no-nonsense attitude meant she said everything she wanted and had no filter. Normally, only men could live in such a manner, as it was the fastest way to get beaten up.
But as she was a combat joey with extremely inhuman combat senses, few could put her down. Even more so, she followed the path of a Chaser. While I knew that she fought and was often alone, I never heard anything about her being repressed.
"…"
All the other Sirens were silent.
"What? Why are you all not saying anything?" I asked as I stood up.
Bella and the other Sirens looked at each other and also stood up. She faced me as she called aloud to my AI, "Exa, use my memories and show Honey."
[Understood.]
