Standing by a casket in the royal cemetery, Mono stared at the dead automaton girl and kept trying to remember when it was that she'd made her body. Her memories were faint, but a vision came through. Her human hands were working on a table with the automaton vessel laid open in front.
"There was no heart to place inside her," glancing over at Grace standing beside her, Mono squinted her eyes and asked inquiringly. "Then, who and whose heart did Shamisha put in this body?"
Although she was aware of the fact that Shamisha sold what inactive vessels had been left behind by Mono before she decided to enter deep sleep, Grace held her tongue and said nothing revealing.
"Possibly another one of the criminals, there were plenty of bodies to go through while you were asleep." Holding her master's glare, Grace could see in Mono's squinted eyes that she wasn't fooled.
