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Reina frowns as Dem explained his situation. "Well, you got that right. The world can be rough..." She trails off, thinking of all the events she had been through. "Who attacked you? You don't have to answer, but. And I just... I want it to be better. For all of us. Especially Pterea here," She motions to the young girl sitting on the bed with Dem. "You both deserve more than this."
Dem shrugs dismissively, opening his mouth to answer, when the nurse rushes in. "Dem, the doctors have gotten a surgeon from Italy! He's helped kids feel and move their hands after injuries worse than this. They've only got him for the day, and his plane lands in 20 minutes. We have to get you ready right now. Girls, I'm going to have to ask you to come back tomorrow."
Ptelea pouts. "But...Dem's my friend, I want to be here for him!"
Dem huffs at her. "Go on Ptel. Go hve lunch or something with your friend."