[Naoto is laid up in the middle of a clearing just a little into the village, bloodied and cut-up, looking pallid; her lips are parched. A few feathers from her wings have fallen off and the wings themselves have bloodstains on them. She's delirious and feverish, mumbling things in a hoarse voice about "Father" and "who do I cut?" while twisting
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Fuyumine?
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...Gokudera. Fancy meeting you here.
[she struggles to get up]
...They did quite a number on me, as you can see.
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We're close to my house. I'll take you back there.
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[coughs a little more and clears her throat]
...You sure? I don't want to intrude.
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