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[Luke's shuffling slowly down the hallway, one arm pressed against the wall for support as she goes. Her breathing is slightly labored, and her wings are slack against her back. After a few more steps-]

*THUD* [She's fallen to the floor in a dead faint.]

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[looks around, then nods down the hall to a chair] Sit.

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Ugh.

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[stays safely away, eying a nearby window and the sun trickling in] What happened? Why?

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Not sure. I was taking a walk, and all of a sudden the world started spinning. I felt so tired...

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[looks at her, thinking] ...

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!

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[eyes wide, coming into the sunlight to try and touch her hand]

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No...

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Yulia... fonon separation.

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Damnit.... damnit!

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[touches her shoulders]

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You've experienced this before?

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Yes...

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[squints at her, trying to turn away from the sunbeam] Luke.

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....

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... you know exactly what it means. [tries to take her hand]

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[lip curls bitterly, looking at her hand]

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I'm aware of that. [shifts out of the sun]

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[absently] Sun hurts my eyes. And I know what fonon separation means, Luke. I have a version of you awake in my head.

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You're not the same as before. It should have been.