[Long description: Black ink closes in on the margins around Sabine. She squeezes her eyes shut, crushed by Kou's words. A frustrated tear escapes her as the whorl-marks crease underneath her eyepatch--and then her eyes fly open. The ink retreats like morning shadows from harsh, white snow. Sabine finds her resolve and says "I'm taking her to Basedt."]
ooh, title drop!
Now THAT is Based(t)