[Reflexively, without really thinking about it, Ayumu squeezes his hand back in return. Her lips twitch up a little at the corners in an almost-smile when he grins at her. It's bright like the sun and strangely infectious somehow.]
Yamazaki Ayumu. I don't know yet who I serve.
[Now that her mind's starting to clear and her emotions are starting to recede and stabilize once more, Ayumu's starting to feel a little curious about who that might be.]
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Yamazaki Ayumu. I don't know yet who I serve.
[Now that her mind's starting to clear and her emotions are starting to recede and stabilize once more, Ayumu's starting to feel a little curious about who that might be.]