[ Well, what's a little bloodshed between recent acquaintances. There's no reason delay. Still, there's apprehension that sits in her gut. It's against her nature to offer up such a vulnerable part of herself. Does she really want to know? What difference does it make if the wastes have seeped into her blood. It's not as if she can clean it from herself now.
Still, she goes. She decides she wants to know, if for no reason other than to know. She raps on the door with her fleshy hand, her metal arm hanging at her side. ]
I've been told it's polite to knock.
[ Also, you really never know what you're going to run into behind a closed door in this place. ]
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Still, she goes. She decides she wants to know, if for no reason other than to know. She raps on the door with her fleshy hand, her metal arm hanging at her side. ]
I've been told it's polite to knock.
[ Also, you really never know what you're going to run into behind a closed door in this place. ]