She blinks a few times and her glasses slip down her nose.
"It wasn't a very big ogre."
That's not the point and she knows it.
"How did you find out about me? I thought I had been careful."
She had lost her helmet during the fight against the ogre. She remembered getting bounded into a length of steel at that construction sight. Just thinking about that fight has her back ache.
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