Okay I'm sorry I had to keep this part. I just had to.
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“You want to know what bothers me? Well let me tell you that I’ll tell you I’m a cleric, Kana. D’you even knowhat that means?” She leaned forward to her and inspected Kana’s eyes as if she’d find the answer there, as if this was a very serious and difficult question, requiring detailed philosophical explanation. “It meansI’m s’posed to be a healer, y’know? I gotta heal people and make sure they’re okay and make them better. And y’knowhat? I think maybe I couldda done that if maybe everone would have just stayed around, but no everone’s gotta go n’ do things n’ follow th-herizons n’ everything n’ Benjems gotta climb outta windows like some homeless spider or something and you know what, screw that guy in perticular.” She took another gulp as if her drink was an extra punctuation mark signifying just how important that last sentence (if you could call it that) was. She sighed a satisfactory 'ah', though her lips were downcast in a frown. She muttered "Gods help that poor bastard" under her breath, barely intelligible from the alcohol on her tongue.