[There's a soft thud of a journal hitting the ground, which is pretty much what sets it recording. It's landed open face down; nothing to see on it but snow. Then there's a second thud, and a faint scrabbling sound. Pause. Another scrabble and the journal shifts slightly on the ground, before there's a soft, high sound of distress nearby
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Uh. Feeling better?
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Talk to you later?
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