[i]A chuckle escaped Yuria's mouth as she turned towards the bullet on the back of her neck, staring straight at it's shell.[/i] "A: If I told you, you'd kill me anyway. You act as though I haven't been in a situation like this before. Lay down your weapons, call off your sniper, and your Hollow doesn't end up in an even worse state. And when I say that, I mean it. B...I didn't know Royal was going Hollow. When we met, he...he was depressed. Crazed. I didn't know how to react to him. He was so different...I wanted to help him, I could have...but my top priority was Anri. And C? I don't want Royal to kill Anri, you dingbat. Where the hell did you hear that at? Unless...Unless he's gotten to that point in Hollowing...Oh dear Kaathe." [i]Yuria sounded as if she was actually deeply worried about Royal's condition.[/i] "...It doesn't matter now. I'll help him after this, Anri deserves more attention."