[Very funny of Taair to assume it's a child, especially once he catches a glimpse of the person tucked behind a dresser. This is a grown ass woman, sir. Though no one they recognize. Is it so strange for her to whimper after watching three armed men take another woman down right in front of her? Mind you, the gang is still covered in blood and viscera. They are one hell of a terrifying sight.
She scrambles back, holding an arm out protectively over face.]
Please, spare me! I'm just a maid! A maid! I have nothing to do with this!
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She scrambles back, holding an arm out protectively over face.]
Please, spare me! I'm just a maid! A maid! I have nothing to do with this!