[ There's dirt in her hair, clinging to her clothes, streaked across her face- dirt even covering the flying squirrel laying on her head. Kneeling beside a tombstone and a suspicious hole, Suou would nearly be stock-still if it wasn't for her coughing. But the sound eventually subsides into silence, hanging there for a few minutes, until Suou
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If... I wanted to dig... I'd have become a mole.
[...at least one of them can still make light of the situation?]
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[ She does care, even if you are a Contractor and a sort-of stranger. And your jokes aren't funny, Mao.
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[what of course they are funny]
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[ is that a worried look on her face? ]
Are you okay? There was a lot of dirt there and you're... you're so small.
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[He doesn't know that. Sob. But STILL...]
Don't give up.
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I didn't think I could do it- I thought I'd be buried forever, but I'm alive and--
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