[She stays quiet while he explains, just sipping at her water until the glass is empty. Her eyes widen in recognition when he mentions the fire-breathers, though, glancing toward the tattered remains of her sailor suit. That doesn't surprise her at all, that description, and she just nods slowly.]

I see. That makes sense.

[She hums quietly and sets her now-empty glass down, twining her fingers around a strand of hair instead.]

I wonder if any of them are still alive, or if Vincere decided upon a more... permanent way of maintaining his new holdings.