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[towered]

[ There's the sound of quiet, fearful breathing. A gasp. Some rustling as she stands and...quickly falls to her knees once more. She doesn't have it in her to stand. ]


I'm---alive? But...[ But how? ]


[ Some time later a text goes out: ]

What

What day is it?

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[letterbombsaway]

[ Awww Flora ;u; ]

Sorry, can't take the credit. Pretty sure I couldn't even stitch up a cut if my life depended on it. Sweater? Yes. People? Not so much.

But hey, glad to see you back too. One perk to being around here: you don't have to think about "the end" just yet!

[towered]

Still, though, I feel I should thank all of you.

[letterbombsaway]

Then on the behalf of the entire Scientist team, you're welcome.

Minus Jay.

No welcomes to or from him.