The mechanical integracies of Qingyi's damaged body thrown off and mangled against a wall. She spots you, albeit with her eyes closed so the appropriate term would be "sensed" you, remaining limp while addressing you in that awfully monotone voice
„Hey- you're not an etherial, are you?“ ... „Yes, Im an officer, yes I've ran into a bit of trouble got outmatched and tore apart by a strong etherial. If it complicates things, no, I won't turn you in.“
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