Talk to Marrec.
Marrec
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Well, it all started when we get [sic] in a shipment of new spears...
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[The screen fades to black.]
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Marrec
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We need to carry these in, right?
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Ceara
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Sure, that'd be great.
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Ceara
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Nah, I got it, Marrec. Don't worry about it.
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Marrec
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You sure? There's a lot to move...
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Ceara
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Yeah, I can handle it.
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Marrec
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Seems like a lot of work for a lone woman to do on her own...
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Ceara
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Excuse me?! Are you saying that I can't get this done because I'm a WOMAN? Look, we're mercs.
Anything you can do, I can do, too, you know. I can take of myself, even if I AM a woman.
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Marrec
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That's... That's not what I meant!
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Ceara
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Forget it. I can do this myself. Just leave it. I said, LEAVE it.
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(Marrec shakes his head.)
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Marrec
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Ugh, what is WITH her? It's not like I was trying to belittle her. I was just trying to help!
(You ask what cooled Ceara down and he laughs.) Well, the captain came back after you left.
He said that accepting help doesn't make a person weak, and Ceara admitted she over-reacted.
After that, she let me help. And now the spears are all put away and Ceara's no longer mad. Everything's good again.
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