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She coughed, gagging, but managed to swallow it down.
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Janice hesitated, then unstoppered the vial and took a sip.
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Janice took the liquid, unspeaking. She didn't do anything with it, opting to instead bury her face in her knees.
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Janice sat down in the sailboat, hugging her knees to her chest and trying not to cry.
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Ellis smiled, then began walking back to their campsite, a little anxious for the night to fall.
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"I can Soulcast things. Do you think that would help?"
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"Do we have to whisper? I'm very good at whispering."
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Janice nodded weakly and let the man lead her to his sailboat.
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"You smell like cookies."
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Leonie rushed forwards and hugged her. She pulled out after only a second, though; long hugs could be awkward.
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"Uh..." Leonie couldn't answer. Of course she wanted a hug, but how was she supposed to explain that? "Because... I..." She thumbed over her shoulder. "I can go..."
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"O--okay." Leonie carefully stepped into the room. "I just came here because..."
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Leonie backed away from the door. "You don't... I shouldn't..."
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"Cadenza's m... friend..."
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A knock came at Crescendo's door. Leonie clutched Shen nervously. "This was a mistake."
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"Want to... go... can you..." Janice tried to stem the flow of tears, soaking her hands as she wiped her eyes. "Cadenza..."
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"Hm?" Jinn hesitated. "Oh! Right." He snapped his fingers. "There."
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"Can you--" her words caught in her throat, and she began crying again.
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Janice took a deep breath, then slowly uncurled herself. She looked up at... whoever it was that was talking to her, face red, puffy, and streaked with tears.
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Janice released a gasping shiver, and one last tear leaked out from her eye.
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Janice whimpered, but didn't argue.
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Janice could only shiver in her little crouched ball, unheeding of Sparrow's words.
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Janice climbed off her back, not even bothering to find somewhere to hide from the rain. She curled up on the ground, sobbing quietly to herself.
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"He thinks..." Ellis turned on him. "Sir, I believe you are being conscripted into a camping session. Prepare for hot dogs, s'mores, sleeping bags, and cold feet in the morning." @The Ward's Guard
