"The former, Master Raccoon," And even she has a little smile at that. Master Raccoon. That's a laugh. "Not that I am incapable of talking about myself in the first person, but... I'm good at playing the game."

She has to be, otherwise everything she's facing down right now might seem too real from moment to moment. She'd have to come to terms with the fact that she's coming very close to dying while wasting time fighting a war that has absolutely zero to do with her aside from a ride home.

"What other voice would you have come out of one who looks as I do, after all?"