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[Voice Post]
[A soft whimper.]
... I don't feel so good... I can't move...
C... can someone help...?
Papa... I... don't think I can finish it...
... I don't feel so good... I can't move...
C... can someone help...?
Papa... I... don't think I can finish it...
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...Aerith?
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Are you losing feathers?
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Y... yeah... Papa wouldn't...
I-I'm sorry... I'll try to be a little stronger...
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I'll be right down. Sit tight kiddo, don't be scared.
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S... sorry... I had to use the journal again...
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Simon?
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P... Papa, I'm over here...
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Holy- Simon, what happened?!
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I-I dunno... they just... fell out on their own... I'm so tired, Papa...
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There was no way he was going to be able to wrestle Simon up. There simply wasn't enough room for the both of them to fit.]
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Sorry I couldn't finish it, Papa... I-I'll try tomorrow, okay...?
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You won't be doing anything until you're better.
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I'm... gonna get better, right? I don't want to die again...
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You're going to be fine.
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[A weak whimper from Sophie lets Simon know what she's talking about.]
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It's okay... Papa came for me. I-is Sophie okay...?
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She's... She won't eat. She won't cry. She's... I-I don't know what to do.
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M-maybe she's sick... the noise made people sick, right? But Papa promised I won't die, so... so Sophie won't, either. It'll be okay, Miss Stella...
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[Oh, how she hopes he's right. It wouldn't be the worst thing to happen if she died from this, to her, but Sophie...]
Thank you, Simon. We... We'll all be okay.
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My wings broke... I think, anyway... the feathers fell out.
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Mine did too, Simon. You're gonna be okay. Is anyone there to help you? Otherwise you're gonna hafta tell me where you are.
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