[ She blinks away an image of someone carrying her piggy-back up the steps of a shrine in Okinawa. Amnesia sucks. ]
Whatever you want. I'm in no position to be picky even if I did have a preference. Just don't carry me over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes and you're golden.
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Whatever you want. I'm in no position to be picky even if I did have a preference. Just don't carry me over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes and you're golden.