An Old, New Friend YASU: So it wasn't you after all, Beatrice... BEATRICE: You don't sound disappointed. YASU: She was nice to me. Nicer than you, at any rate. BEATRICE: You wound me, my friend! BEATRICE: It seems that your skills are sharpening without that nag around to hold you back. You're quite quick on the uptake. YASU: I- I don't know about that. Shannon helps me pay attention, and do my chores, and... well, a bunch of other things. BEATRICE: True enough, I suppose. She's an excellent mentor in common sense. BEATRICE: But nothing about this place bows to something as feeble as "common sense," now does it? YASU: ...
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YASU: So it wasn't you after all, Beatrice...
BEATRICE: You don't sound disappointed.
YASU: She was nice to me. Nicer than you, at any rate.
BEATRICE: You wound me, my friend!
BEATRICE: It seems that your skills are sharpening without that nag around to hold you back. You're quite quick on the uptake.
YASU: I- I don't know about that. Shannon helps me pay attention, and do my chores, and... well, a bunch of other things.
BEATRICE: True enough, I suppose. She's an excellent mentor in common sense.
BEATRICE: But nothing about this place bows to something as feeble as "common sense," now does it?
YASU: ...