[Yuffie's stomach is still twisting in knots, but she tries to smile through it anyway. It's crooked, and there's a fear behind her eyes that's quite unlike her as she stares down at the wound. Healed as it is, she can't help but think back...
Shaking her head and the thoughts away, she looks around and tries to return to her usual bouncy self.]
Do you have any? We could get you patched right up!
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Shaking her head and the thoughts away, she looks around and tries to return to her usual bouncy self.]
Do you have any? We could get you patched right up!