[This is the last thing she wanted--a friend seeing her in this state, though a part of her knows it's inevitable if she's stuck here again. She struggles, pushing herself upright and reaching for the chair's arm rests, using it to get onto her feet. From the way her legs shake as she stands, it's obvious they aren't capable of holding her.]
It's fine. [She doesn't look at him, doesn't dare to meet his gaze.] I just... woke up with new memories, that's all.
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It's fine. [She doesn't look at him, doesn't dare to meet his gaze.] I just... woke up with new memories, that's all.