[Once at the door, Azusa raps her knuckles against the door, neither quietly nor loudly. Politely.]
This is the curator's office, isn't it?
[She pauses, sighing in relief again now that the battle is over and she's unwinding from all of...that. Still, she can't help but feel something is a little off.]
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This is the curator's office, isn't it?
[She pauses, sighing in relief again now that the battle is over and she's unwinding from all of...that. Still, she can't help but feel something is a little off.]
Curator? Is everything alright?