"Hmm.. I never thought MAR had 'little toys' walking around. I guess I'll go and ask Alviss." He tells himself then looks at you.
"Don't be afraid. You're mine for now."
You were just about to ask what he meant by 'little toys' when you were suddenly enclosed into a fist. You pushed and struggled but you couldn't believe how strong Ginta's fingers were.
"Hey! It's alright, I'm just putting you inside my pocket for a while." He says half opening his fist while waiting for you to calm down.
"Do you need to say something? Oh and I haven't gotten your name yet. I'm Ginta." He grins.
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