[Hanna seems to have been up for a while, though he really doesn't look good. He's a little more pale than usual and his hair is kind of a mess. Sitting up and leaning against the arm of the couch he's been laid on, he's staring at his lap, seemingly deep in thought with the slight lace of pain here and there. His scars had been reopened, and while
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I know for sure that that happened. Just not how.
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Hanna, I... I'm sorry.
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[Just the pain, really. Though its less than it was. He's still not confident that moving around is a good idea though.]
Better here than back home...
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I remember being really irritated about something, so I took a walk. And ran into someone, but who it was, I dunno. Can't even remember what they looked like.
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Are you feeling alright now?
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[It wasn't really a lie, well okay, yeah it was. But he didn't want to worry anyone. Besides, his scars were generally left for him to worry about, not anyone else.]
Anyways, what did I miss..?
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Um, and what day is it? Like, I swear, its really hard to keep track of this stuff when you're like, dead.
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I bet. Today's Monday.
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[Something is bothering him though, and he can't quite figure it out.]
Isn't there supposed to be something that is taken away when you die...? I mean, I don't feel any different...
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[She nods.] Correct. Still it might be a while until you find out what it is. It could be memories from your home world for example.
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[That kind of bothers him even more.]
Oh...do I seem any different? I mean, I don't think I forgot anything...
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