I like both equally. [Lyserg glances away from Fubuki for now... if only to look directly at the spirit. He can see you, little guy.
Morphine lifts a hand to her chin, tapping her cheek and frowning in thought. After a moment, she snaps her fingers. She points to herself, to Lyserg, then back to herself.
Then, she points to the spirit, to Fubuki, then back to the spirit.
'Is he your shaman partner?' is what she's hoping to convey.]
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Morphine lifts a hand to her chin, tapping her cheek and frowning in thought. After a moment, she snaps her fingers. She points to herself, to Lyserg, then back to herself.
Then, she points to the spirit, to Fubuki, then back to the spirit.
'Is he your shaman partner?' is what she's hoping to convey.]