[One bedroom whose door is usually shut tight has been in a constant flurry of activity through most of the day; mainly just nameless nurses running in and out, and retrieving fresh blankets and towels, and even a pitcher of water.]
[And finally, now sometime in the wee hours in the morning, the last nurse has finally left, and there's a chance to
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Getting up, rubbing at an eye, he peeks inside her room. Whispers.] Yuu...?
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Alma.
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[Patting the bed next to her? Come sit.]
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It is.
[Look how tiny, Alma~]
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She was.
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[It hurt like hell. But, there's a good thing about having this kind of regeneration; at least she doesn't hurt all over anymore.]
What do you think of Aya?
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I like it.
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That's her name.
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