Dorothy considers for a second if it...really matters, after today, if people know she's not human. She's already made the leap in telling some people, and they're away from a fair portion of the danger. She's proven herself, hasn't she?
(Hasn't she...?)]
I'm not human; though I may look it, I'm what my world calls a Nikke. A weapon made specifically for taking on the Raptures of my world, but I can take on just about anything thrown in front of me.
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Dorothy considers for a second if it...really matters, after today, if people know she's not human. She's already made the leap in telling some people, and they're away from a fair portion of the danger. She's proven herself, hasn't she?
(Hasn't she...?)]
I'm not human; though I may look it, I'm what my world calls a Nikke. A weapon made specifically for taking on the Raptures of my world, but I can take on just about anything thrown in front of me.
It's what I was made for, after all.