[ Assent, simple, and Ilde begins to head towards the shooting range, although she leaves the door open a crack to this connection lest the siren change her mind, prefer the solitude.
Ilde is waiting quietly outside the door to the range, the small datapad that she still does not quite fully understand clasped loosely in her hands. She looks up when Angel appears, ]
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Ilde is waiting quietly outside the door to the range, the small datapad that she still does not quite fully understand clasped loosely in her hands. She looks up when Angel appears, ]
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