[ It isn't difficult for Sam to dispatch two more people who come his way, and he'd likely slaughter the entire room if they threatened him enough; but the wave of enemies dies down when they see that Sam's too much for them to handle at the moment, giving the samurai enough time to turn back towards Klavier and flash a breezy, casual smile. ]
Klavier. You see the kind of trouble you get into when you look for love?
[ A flick of his katana, and Sam shrugs with theatrical weariness. ]
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Klavier. You see the kind of trouble you get into when you look for love?
[ A flick of his katana, and Sam shrugs with theatrical weariness. ]
Better luck next time.