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Great Edmundia wrote:

The doctor nods. She has a working knowledge of psychology and understands that Breeze probably has some form of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder that will take years, if not decades, to heal...

“Alright, Breeze...do you feel any pain anywhere in your body at all?”

Breeze whimpers and raises up her shirt, revealing a large shard of metal embedded in her chest, apparently, shrapnel of the wreckage of the ship was flung around, impacting her and possibly other seagull girls. She moans softly, as if it hurts to move.

“I think my chest hurts...but I’m not sure why...”