[There's a faint wince; she remembers the memory she saw in Shion's heart, of Nezumi trying to torture a man for information. And she remembers exactly how it feels to have a hand full of glass shards.]
It became irrelevant. Ah, in the West Block, the only nice goods anyone got were things from the waste pile that came out of the Correctional Facility when they brought people in. A friend took me to buy a coat and I found Safu's. So we decided to break in.
The only way they wouldn't do enough of a scan to notice we were both wanted criminals is if we were brought in with a huge group. Fortunately -- not really fortunately -- No.6 did regular raids on the West Block to cull the population and also bring in experimental subjects.
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. . . Did you find a way?
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