Miku frowned slightly at Kazami before closing her eyes to think of everything she'd said. "From the beginning? Ah... 'No, no please. Someone, help me! I don't want to die...' It went on like that until I found her. Then it was, 'He fucking killed me.'" She looked up at them through her bangs, clearly finding the word "fucking" distasteful.

"Then she just screamed and cursed at me. By the time I was able to get a charged shot on her, and she was exorcised, she apologized and told me it was someone named Iron Lad? Nathaniel Richards. That he tortured her to death. They always apologize at the end..." Boy, Miku felt worn out. And cold. At least Steve was warm, and as soon as he got back to sleep, the better, wouldn't it? Then she could sleep soon.