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✿4 [Voice]

This world has such a stench to it... it's a wonder any of you can breathe.

In the interest of making this place more tolerable, where would one be able to acquire roses? I wish to start a garden.

Or are we incapable of having even that meager luxury?

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Oh? Tug a dog's leash fiercely enough and it will follow whatever orders it's been given.

Do you think so little of me? Your companions may be utterly incompetent in their lives, but I am not.

[Ignoring that first part. Hardcore.]

You sure about that? It's not like I see you do things yourself too often. It's always that creepy butler or those stuff animals of yours that do all the dirty-work.

*It's a matter of pride for her now.* Just because I do not do things without Valkenhayn or those useless creatures to do them in my stead, does not mean I cannot do them, Ragna.

Alright, I'll bite. Prove it.

I will.

And when I succeed, what will you offer me?

Who said anything about offering you anything?

Is a wager not traditional in this manner of circumstance?

Fine. What do you want?

It was your proposal, ergo it should be your offer.

You're saying that like I should know what to offer. [time to stop bitching about it, and just give her an offer already. He doesn't want to get into some argument now.]

Okay, how about this. I'll make you dinner everyday for a week if you pull this off.

*You can probably hear the smirk in her voice.* Very well. In that case, I accept.

[Fuck. Suddenly Ragna feels like a dumbass. Like he got hustled.]

How long do you need before I can see your poor excuse for a garden?

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