[in the clinic, a mass of rumpled sheets hanging off one of the beds unravels, exposing a bleary-eyed Hartmann in all her semi-awake glory idiocy]
Where is I? Who am this place...?
[and then multiple sets of memories merge together, making her wince a little]
... Oh.
[it's an "oh" that could mean anything or nothing, really -- oh, my notbro's such a
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Yeah. How long was I out?
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Morning.
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It's still morning?
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Erica?
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Erica?
About time~
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