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So many things to say, and O-Ren hadn't any idea how to begin to express them all!

She frowned, smoothing her dress out again and again as she waited for Angua to join her. In accordance with how she thought Mama might have done things, she'd set up a special tea table with two cups and she'd cut a sprig from that cherry blossom tree by her old house.

It wasn't like she was afraid of Angua's response-- no. No, she was. It wouldn't do to go about with fake bravado, not like she had been.

O-Ren let out a long, soft breath, and waited.