[Every individual stand she pointed at he committed to memory. And with every one she pointed out, deeper confusion set into Takame's mind at how she kept it all down. The only indicator of his level of surprise, however, was a slow pursing of his lips and the habitual movements of his tail coming to a complete halt when she finally finished.]
... And how much is it you owe after it all? [He probably shouldn't have asked.]
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... And how much is it you owe after it all? [He probably shouldn't have asked.]