Under the bright fluorescent lights, Kurapika sat upright and pointed to the seat across the long table. "Please sit down. I'll ask you a few questions."
"What's with that attitude? Do you know who I am?"
Even though she had spent the entire second half of the night fleeing, the woman still managed to sound haughty despite her exhaustion.
After all, she was safe now. She didn't have to worry about anyone else's opinion.
"I'm a trusted subordinate of the Kakin Empire's First Prince, and a neighbor of his friend. You'd better show me some respect. Prepare a suite for me, and a change of clothes..."
Kurapika didn't rush to interrupt her. In fact, the more she talked, the better. It gave him a chance to observe how much his Nameless Finger Soul Chasing Chain swayed.
The metal ball at the end of the ring's chain swayed only slightly.
It seemed that most of what the woman said was true, and she had lied only a little to brag and show off.
It was rare to find a high-ranking figure from the Kakin Empire among the survivors.
Apart from Princess Oito, this woman was the fifth such person he had encountered.
The reason was that the unrest on BW1 had begun on the yacht on the first level.
The first and second levels were home mostly to the Kakin Empire's elite.
In other words, the Kakin Empire's upper class had often been the first victims of the widespread unrest.
Kurapika asked her a few more questions, then dismissed her. "Someone will take you to a place to rest, but you won't have a room to yourself."
"What?! Didn't you hear me? I'm a neighbor of a friend of the First Prince's loyal subordinate. All I need to do is say