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[A currently female Wingy is laying on the floor, head clutched in her hands. No screaming, no talking, just laying there with her eyes squeezed shut. Her wings are flapping uselessly against her back as she curls up.]

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[stroking her hands, whispering almost soundlessly]

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Ah... it's you...

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You were in pain.

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Yeah... but it's going away now.

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[strokes her forehead, sadly]

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Don't worry, I'm fine.

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What happened?

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This started hurting.

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[brushes her hair out of the way with a barely there touch, fingers ghosting over the bar code]

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Proof I'm a lab rat.

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Who did this to you?

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Beings calling themselves the Malnosso. Crazy scientists, really.

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... [strokes the bar code]

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I thought I'd gotten away from them by coming here.

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This marking doesn't fit you.

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Hm?

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This. [taps the tattoo]

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Why do you say that?

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... I have Luke's memories as well.

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You do?

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Of course. After what happened at Eldrant...

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Eldrant... I haven't been there yet.

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... he no longer has a body.

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He faded away?

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Indeed.