[She smiles and reaches for the knife. It feels like she's used to holding one, but she also didn't particularly enjoy doing it? It's really disorienting, to have some memories tugging at the edge of her mind but not being able to fully reach for them. They are coming back, slowly.
Far too slowly for Iris's tastes.]
I don't remember much, but I know waiting around isn't my style. What should I cut? [A beat.] And is... is Gladio coming?
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Far too slowly for Iris's tastes.]
I don't remember much, but I know waiting around isn't my style. What should I cut? [A beat.] And is... is Gladio coming?