[Considering the nature of Vi's tattoos that she could see, she wonders just what brand of "Hell no" she got saddled with. But she doesn't ask. Because of the well known "no one's damn business" etiquette.]

I walk my life on the lines of irony as I live to defy expectations. Like right now.

[And with that Saeri brings her right hand up and easily undoes the buttons on her vest one-handed. She's had a lot of practice by this point. Metal fingers aren't always the best with buttons. Doesn't take that long to undo the top buttons of her blouse either. The scar down the center of her breasts is a lot more visible this way, but she's not trying to bring attention to its surgical precision. She pulls the top of her shirt partly to the side and reveal another of her tattoos right along her breastbone. It's in a perfect sphere with a line through the center. What may look to be shapes compiled against each other actually runes melded into seamless geometric order.]

A promise is a promise, after all. This one is a health rune.