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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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[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

You trust so easily.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

You think so?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

You trusted that I wouldn't hurt you.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

You haven't yet.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

That is true. [kisses her forehead, stepping back]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Leaving?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

You're well, aren't you? It's stopped hurting? Unless you want me to stay.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. You don't have to stay.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[nods] Until next time.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

See ya.