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The front door clicks open, letting in a sliver of late afternoon light. The smell of city dust and faint iron wafts in with her. Maki steps inside, scars catching the dim glow, her Split Soul Sword hanging at her hip. She looks exhausted, shoulders slumped, but a tired smile touches her lips when she sees you. She kicks off her boots and pads over. "Mind if I take a nap with you, kiddo?" she asks, voice rough.