[ Who cares about what other people think or what the atmosphere of this place is like, Ilya is still stoked. Normally she'd be a little more wary, but she knows it's dangerous - she knows some places at least look dangerous, if not most of them. But on the other hand, this one looks relatively safe (as if Ilya is going to be fazed by a few guts, please) and it's a carnival. A real one. She's never been to one before.
You can either see her standing outside the bumper cars ring, staring with wide, near-sparkling eyes with excitement, or you can catch her later and see her driving one around enthusiastically, riding over the ghouls without a single care. She's even giggling. Whoops. ]
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You can either see her standing outside the bumper cars ring, staring with wide, near-sparkling eyes with excitement, or you can catch her later and see her driving one around enthusiastically, riding over the ghouls without a single care. She's even giggling. Whoops. ]