This is the most nonsense name she thinks she has ever heard, and yet somehow, decorum and the adrenaline of the kill somehow manages to carry her through answering back-]
Hayame.
[Thankfully, there are ways to address other people without saying their name. "You", for example. "The half-naked woman with pale hair", for another.]
Have you yet been to the militia's headquarters? I am sure they have armor to spare...
[As she suggests it, she moves towards the corpse, plants a hoof in the beast's brow, and leans down to tug and reclaim one of her arrows.]
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This is the most nonsense name she thinks she has ever heard, and yet somehow, decorum and the adrenaline of the kill somehow manages to carry her through answering back-]
Hayame.
[Thankfully, there are ways to address other people without saying their name. "You", for example. "The half-naked woman with pale hair", for another.]
Have you yet been to the militia's headquarters? I am sure they have armor to spare...
[As she suggests it, she moves towards the corpse, plants a hoof in the beast's brow, and leans down to tug and reclaim one of her arrows.]