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[ The elevator opens up to a room spacious enough to house the whole unit comfortably, but with no furniture to speak of except a touchscreen podium near the far wall, displaying a row of four larger-than-life mahjong tiles on a red background. On the left side of the screen is a square that says TRADE. The walls and floor of the room are nearly checkered with metal panels, out of place against the rest of the marble flooring and unremarkable off-white walls.

The elevator doors close behind you. ]

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But they also want us to decide who, and not just what. [folding his hands in his lap.] ...and...

[ ... he might not have gotten that far in thinking about this. ]

Yeah. ... but what else can we do? ... I don't want to see you or anyone else here get the brunt of our mercy.

We have to decide, but who. Who are we going to hurt?

......... I know who I don't want to hurt more than I know who I do.

Who don't you want to hurt?

Heart Soldier Senshi. ..... one of theirs already got his arms broken, but more than that I know they won't play high. ... I've gotten to know one of their members really well and she'd break their arms herself before they did that. [ probably. i mean actually probably not but you get the point. ]