People were dying. People were injured. For a moment Nanami's disbelief got the better of her: Her patience was paper-thin already, and with some three hours of horrors she didn't
Truthfully, the explanation was blocked somewhere between Nanami's chest and her throat. She couldn't put the details to words even if she wanted to - the thought of giving some kind of deep explanation made her feel feverish and ill. Nanami swallowed, her forehead grown clammy with sweat. It was better not to say anything.
"They called for help, so I'm moving inventory. It's really all most of us can do...They probably should have organized their supplies better..." Her hostilities were weak.
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People were dying. People were injured. For a moment Nanami's disbelief got the better of her: Her patience was paper-thin already, and with some three hours of horrors she didn't
Truthfully, the explanation was blocked somewhere between Nanami's chest and her throat. She couldn't put the details to words even if she wanted to - the thought of giving some kind of deep explanation made her feel feverish and ill. Nanami swallowed, her forehead grown clammy with sweat. It was better not to say anything.
"They called for help, so I'm moving inventory. It's really all most of us can do...They probably should have organized their supplies better..." Her hostilities were weak.