[Today Moa is sounding shocked. And for good reason. After everything, she should be exhausted, but something's sparked her interest....]
H-hawk.
I s-saw a hawk.
That's...
[And slowly she sounds brighter than before. They're freezing, hungry, tired, but there's a sparkle behind those clouds.]
That m-means that the s-sun is coming. A new d-dawn. And I - I wasn't imag-gining it because it f-flew over twice. I-it means...
We're g-going to be okay.
[There's silence for a little bit. She's a little in awe. Also it's cold.]
...Valentine's D-day is still tomorrow, you kn-ow. I'm g-going to r-read the
letters still....okay?
...a-and - ca-n I s-see a doct-tor? M-my hands are still kind of hur-urting and I can't t-type with them anymore. I'll b-be okay, right...?