[Calling Yuri by her full name is more of a habit than out of any respect. Dead Master finally lets go of Shooter, heading over to the pots and pans. The metal they're made of is so...brittle. How can anyone cook with them? Perhaps they appear sturdier than they look. She decides to test them. Picking two of them up, one in each hand, Dead Master lightly smashes them together. 'Lightly' as in making a fierce clang and denting the two pots.
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And she does it again. And again.]