[Elicia woke up, stretched with a wide yawn, and then discovered sleepily that it was cold and her bed was a familiar tree log. Oh-
Oh, they let her go...! She remembers being confined to a cell, but they hadn't really done much but feed her really nasty food. And give her nasty syrup. So when she starts walking through the forest, she finds they
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Is she okay? She sounds okay. At least like she's not hurt. She doesn't look hurt, either. Where is she and those bastards made her tear up, he is going to hunt them down and stick a push-knife-
Ah. Give Papa a second, he's gathering this thing called composure. ]
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Are you all right?
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[She's so happy to see him, she can hardly contain her beaming.]
I'm okay...
[She knows she's worried him, being gone for so long. So-]
I'm sorry-I'm really sorry, papa!
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[Just don't be worried, papa.]
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