[When he addresses her again, her temper seems to flare, and she'll sit up, journal in her lap. She glares at him, fists clenched at her sides]
How many times do I have to tell you! Go away! I know you're not real! [She's grabbing a knife from somewhere next to her and flinging it at him -- you'd better duck, Tsuna :(]
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How many times do I have to tell you! Go away! I know you're not real! [She's grabbing a knife from somewhere next to her and flinging it at him -- you'd better duck, Tsuna :(]