[he nods, grabbing a nearby sheet of paper and pen out of the drawers of a cabinet in the kitchen, haphazardly scribbling down the farm's location and how to get there from the market district in the city.
holding it out, he looks towards guzma's room door.]
I'll deal with him. I'll catch you another day, Sun.
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holding it out, he looks towards guzma's room door.]
I'll deal with him. I'll catch you another day, Sun.