she doesn't move, but grows tense when the nickel goes flying through the air, slicing through it
as would her knives. tear says nothing, but a part of her finds it impressive; erin had far better
throwing speed than she does. you're too slow, is what her former teacher had always said,
reminding her of it every time she knocked away one of tear's blades away, stopping it from flying
directly into her head.

" I do, yes. While I didn't often see it back on Auldrant, I don't think we're free of it everywhere. "

there were many who used the replicas that way, and one could make the argument that the servants
in kimlasca's manors could be seen in such a light too. not to mention: her own family had been servants
as well, in a way, albeit they'd never quite been slaves.
but tear isn't ignorant to the possibility of it happening back home.

" I ... find it a little hard to believe that you owned and dehumanized people that way, though. "

it just didn't seem fitting, or right. she can't imagine erin being so cruel to other living beings,
using and abusing them like the title would suggest. perhaps there was some kind of misunderstanding
here...?