[She doesn't seem to notice anyone's even in the room until the cloth settles on her head, providing a sudden, cool touch of relief. Ah... She struggles to twist, unable in the end to roll over her entire body as she'd planned and so only twisting in vain before she settles for just tipping her head. White hair-]
Fa-
[No, it wasn't her Father. The voice is Nier. The smell is soup. Her stomach protests with an internal heave, but... hadn't she been telling people last week that even if they didn't feel like it they should still eat?]
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Fa-
[No, it wasn't her Father. The voice is Nier. The smell is soup. Her stomach protests with an internal heave, but... hadn't she been telling people last week that even if they didn't feel like it they should still eat?]
Ah... me neither...
[Belatedly, she answers... and opens her mouth.]