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vivian nods and shakes the other's hand , trying to process the name . she doesn't know any annas , infuriatingly enough . and asking seems unfair . " the pleasure is mine , anna . "
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" mm . i'm sorry , then . " she murmurs . that , above anything else , is probably a death sentence . she begins examining the girl again , trying to determine her family members .
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vivian snorts , brushing a strand of dark hair from out of her eyes . " your hands . " she explains . " there's not as many calluses as there would be if you worked with odm gear often . and no scouting jacket or cape in sight . "