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[The door to her bedroom creeks open, and Wingy pokes her head out slowly, eyes darting back and forth down the hallway. Sword in hand, she steps out and takes a good look around before going for the kitchen. Too much time spent in her room has made her tummy empty... approach scared girl with caution. 8|]

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[nods, stumbling slightly]

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[catches his balance, nodding his thanks to her]

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[standing outside the kitchen]

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[just leans against a wall]

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... you should add protein to that.

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Maybe later...

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Perhaps now. Cheese.

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Mm...

Okay.

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[still leaning heavily against the wall]

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Thanks for the tip.

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It's an anemic point in the month.

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Anemic?

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You're losing blood. You need protein and iron to replace it. [runs a shaking hand through his hair]

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I didn't know that. Maybe you should lay down.

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... as it is, you're not the only anemic one.

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Mmm.

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[pushes off the wall]

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So what will you do now?

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Watch. Wait.

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Sounds boring.

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... there is a cure I've heard of.