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The petite Death stopped her car for road safety reason before she turned to answer Carl his question. "Rep'll be okay, he's very tough!" She gave him an okay gesture. "He's experienced and went through many difficult missions. Do you know he even earn a small office of his own?" She said that as if the full hunter was some sort of superhero and filled with admiration. Then she suddenly drooped, "I was supposed to bring chocolates to him last time he came back from mission but I forgot......"

It seemed to be an unforgivable mistake in her opinion.

"A Bulter!" Shu repeated in surprise. "Wow.....That's amazing." She spaced out for a while to guess what Rep's butler would look like, hopeful he wear glasses. Since the bin couldn't be pushed into the infirmary, she unloaded the passenger and dragged him again to the hunter on-duty there like he had a delivery.

Sadly Mark didn't seem to wake up any second and tell them what happened to the office. She stretched like a cat to relax her muscles, they should go and find Rep next. Without their burden, Shu skipped delightfully behind Carl until they past the training fields. The huge area of scorching made her look up skyward in reflex, wondered if a meteror fell to create such a destruction.

Like hinst given in puzzle-solving game, she quickly found out not only the office was attacked but the whole headquarter. The petite Death frowned at pondering what they wanted from Deus and where the rest of people went to.

Since Carl's face looked serious, she paused her chains of thought. "He isn't, be optimistic Carl. Let's analyse. The bomb's timer was at 5 minutes when he dashed out, so he'd have run somewhere bare to dispose it. And consider the places near the office, the beach would be the best pick." She checked to see if he followed. "Rep has a good survival instinct after gone through so many missions, he'd take cover and make himself safe."

They just needed to reunite with him.

The questioned person of said text was alright, but he still looked somewhere between sad and despondent. "This is all my fault," unfortunately optimism was really not one of his defining traits, or a trait he had at all, "I should have said something about the donuts."

Again, there was nothing actually wrong about the donuts, but he took a very shattered end of what had probably been a training dummy pole and stuck it on the border of the crater, in what one could only assume was some sort of weird memorial before slowly following Shu.

A pause. "What do you think happens to people after they die?"

Rep changed his course to head towards the training fields, relieved that Carl was intact at least for the time being and that Mark was in the competent hands of people who could help him out. He finally relaxed again, though was well aware that like everything else on the island it could be hopelessly short lived.

She gave Carl a serious observation on his facial features, "Um, I think maybe you might have some Asian genes in you." His second question created a confusion, she did have a big family like several aunts and uncles on father's side as well as mother's side.

The petite Death gave his question a deep thought, slightly moving her head as she went on. "Maybe? My brother also has blue eyes......my family tree is quite complicated though father insisted we're all Chinese." A short frown appeared on her face at the thought of her father, the traditional and strict man that left her many traumatic memories.

Being an Asian required nothing but the blood, however, to mastering Asian, it took several years of learning, listening, speaking so far and so on.

Since it seemed a very serious and important matter for Carl, Shu frowned sincerely as well. "I've no idea where your parents are, or mine. Maybe Rep will know that, he knows you well, right?" They seemed to have gone back to the beginning of a loop.

As Carl mentioned about his step-family, Shu casted her eyes down. "I once had a step-dad and step-mom, they were nice to me at first then - after something, I returned to my original family." She skipped the middle part and not sure if her parents were still alive, can she call them step-parents. "My condolences. Your mom seems to take care of you well."

"I dunno, I guess mine don't want to see me anymore - so - maybe possible? You can't really let them see you but you can peek them from afar." It was her smile again, but contained a hint of bitterness this time. "Rep is slow, isn't he?"

"Well if your family doesn't want to see you anymore, that's- that's their fault." Shu seemed pretty sad over her whole family thing, so Carl did the only thing he could think of, which was very gently pat her on the head when he thought the opportunity was right. He wasn't too sure what this was supposed to accomplish but she seemed to use that gesture as comfort.

He was mid- head pat when Rep arrived and still hadn't turned around to look at the new arrival. "Yeah my mom doesn't like leaving the house though so usually I run all the errands. She-" And then he stopped trying to head pat Shu as he realized Rep was still alive. -"You're alive? Wait - then who died here?"

Nobody died, Carl, nobody.