Bismarck silently enters the room, her expression has grim as always, she grabs a nearby chair and pulls it closer, to then sit, she looks to the hollow Grey walls of the room with melancholy, she tríes to enjoy a cigarrete but in the end fails, the feeling of danger is always present.

"Shikikan.. Are you truly on my side?, Are all of you truly on my side?, Nein.. It doesnt feel right.."