[Quorra assumes she must be in the presence of a Zen Master, and her gaze becomes wide-eyed with respect--at least 'til she hears Natsuki's question.]
It's my identity disc. [she holds it flat on her open palms; it hums with energy, glowing blue like her circuitry.] It can cut through just about anything, and it contains my biological information and memory archives.
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It's my identity disc. [she holds it flat on her open palms; it hums with energy, glowing blue like her circuitry.] It can cut through just about anything, and it contains my biological information and memory archives.