[Utsuho snorts, disdainfully. When she speaks...her voice is a bit different. Mechanical, echoey; like something else was using the hell raven as a mouthpiece.]
What do humans know of anything, I wonder.
[The eye in her chest was focused on Balin very, very intently.]
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What do humans know of anything, I wonder.
[The eye in her chest was focused on Balin very, very intently.]