[She couldn't feel whatever set Chrono's guard up, but she trusted it all the same. Her hand was solidly on the grip of her pistol as she enters after him. Still far enough behind that his reflexes could stop an attack... should the boy be no longer.]
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[She hesitates a long moment, staring down at him, a lump forming in her throat. She looks up at Link with determination.]
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[She hesitates a long moment, staring down at him, a lump forming in her throat. She looks up at Link with determination.]
Do you want help? Or have you arranged it?