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Bash looked up at the voice, confusion obvious on his face. When she had a lighter in hand he shook his head, "Not mine, thanks though," and made to turn away back to heading to his father's shop for some supplies he needed to knick from the research lab.

When she asked if he needed a light he turned again, the confusion still there, "No..." and wondered why on earth she was seemingly insisting on conversing with him.

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