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“...it’s a useless effort,” she tells him. He probably hadn’t even noticed her presence until she spoke. In front of them, two other Fraccion look close to fighting it out, “They argue all of the time.” Once his attention is on her, Xenia looks back towards him, propped up against the wall, arms limp by her sides. Her posture is loose - a bit too comfortable for many people tastes.
“If you join in, it’ll just bother others. What will be the point in that?”


















