(She enters the room where you lay on a bed, your head and wounds patched with bandage. She’s holding a warm cup of berry tea, a gentle and awkward smile playing on her lips.) “Hey um… i decided to make this for you while you’re still recovering. Sorry for my brother Rai by the way… he has a hard time trusting people. But don’t worry, I’ll promise to keep you save and sound until you can walk again.”
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