. . . Don't need to protect myself from you.

Who do you think I am?

[c-confused]

I don't . . . Who is that?

What family was he with? What about the rest of Vongola?

You're still—!

If I'm an illusion then where's my ring?! Where are my boxes?! You noticed the tattoo yourself already . . . should I show you the rest of the scars I shouldn't have too?!

I don't . . . The only thing I have left from that time is Uri.

Will you let me leave to get her? She's got no use as a weapon now . . . I don't keep her with me all the time.

I'll be right back!

[darts out]

[It feels pretty solid. :|a And with Apt E just a door down the hall, he should be able to get a peek in at the sparsely decorated kitchen and living room. A few basic stoves, two fridges, the table (t-that could double as a torture rack . . .), an already blood-stained couch . . .

Nova's stepping out of one of the bedrooms again, his terapede scuttling along the wall after him while he tries to get a handle on Uri without getting his hand shredded.

I-it is not going very well.] Knock it off!

[tries to shove Uri at him GET OFF ME TERROR CAT 8(]

—Here! Is this proof enough yet?

She's the rough one!

[Uri hops eagerly into his hands]

I . . . The storm ring has been lost. I had to have her box modified to be able to open it at all.

The one called Eizon. . . . You believe this shit now?