[there are a few unusual things about this here transmission: first, Sora's sending out a few text messages. they're... not exactly his first choice for communicating; he prefers being able to see someone's face when he's talking to them. that and he's painfully slow with hunting and pecking on a keyboard. he's got a good reason for going the text
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Sora?
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[this fugitive patient who was lurching toward the exit is now tilting his head up slightly to look at the nurse who is about the size of a truck. Nurse Tank has his arms crossed, and is giving Sora a look of disapproval that is probably powerful enough to shrink a shota a good five inches.]
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You're not being a good patient, are you Sora?
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[NO CAN DO, SON. Sora's going to shrink into nothing at this rate.]
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[Sora deflates completely under the force of reason, and pouts fiercely.]
... Not even some fresh air?
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[he's given up trying to escape, Nurse Tank, please go away-- Sora puts a hand on the nearby wall to steady himself.]
You woke up here too, huh Hope?
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[Sits on one of the couches.]
Things have been weird these past few days, huh?
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[he makes his way on over, slowly lowering himself down on the couch next to Hope.]
Weird hardly even begins to cover it, I think. Did you have any dreams?
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You don't sleepwalk, do you?
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I've only ever done that once, and I was really little. You don't either, right?
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