[Like you, Master.]
"??"
Arthur turned to face Lostvayne, brow raised, and once more asked for clarification.
"Like me?"
[Yes. She's basically the female version of you. A little less unpredictable, but with far more life experience, which makes her even more dangerous since you can never tell what she's thinking.]
It was an unexpected answer, and Lostvayne understood exactly why Arthur was so surprised by it.
[Anyone who's familiar with Luka and then spends some time around you would probably come to the same conclusion.
The two of you both make spontaneous, sometimes impulsive decisions, have rather unhinged trains of thought, and in the same breath, can slaughter your enemies without hesitation, smiling all the while.]
"And they say people with similar traits tend to clash…
I guess that gives us one more reason to dislike ourselves, huh."
When Arthur said that, Lostvayne added,
