[ Kanade shakes her head: not good enough. ] No imagination, seriously! Jeez, what are they teaching the youth of today...?
[ There. That fire's out. She stomps on it for good measure, knocks her shoe against her other ankle to dislodge the soot, then turns. ] C'mon. Let's go.
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[ There. That fire's out. She stomps on it for good measure, knocks her shoe against her other ankle to dislodge the soot, then turns. ] C'mon. Let's go.