Hel's lips only curled up. "No. Not just in passing." She snapped. "A sweet and reliable ghoul was who I met my first year and who I then saw around often after that over the next few years." The reaper didn't have any more interest in reminiscing with...whoever this ghoul was. "You are not her." On that she was adamant.
Shakily, Hel rose back to her feet, hissing as a hand shot up to clutch her gaping wound as more pain shot through her body. Her business was done now and she had nothing further she wanted to say or do with this ghoul. Plus this wound probably needed to be taken care of as soon as possible.
"Ya, I bet you will." She sneered before she shuffled past the patchwork, making sure to run her shoulder into hers as she past, even if it did jostle her and send another flare of pain down her body. If she wasn't going to be stopped, Hel made her way out of the gym, aiming to head back to the reaper dorms.
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