-Oh look outside-
-By the treeline-
Suppress her.
-Heartstrings attaches some kind of collar around Gracia's neck-
-She blinks, murmuring as she wakes-
-Then finds herself staring down a bolt pistol barrel-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Immediately, she ducks down-
-And gunfire erupts from two bright points in the forest, raining down on the mutants and pushing them back-
-As they fall, gibbering and shrieking on the ground, exploding in a shower of gore and flesh-
-Until they are no more-
-Peeks up through her hands, which is covering her face- ...
всегда верен-She turns to address Cloud-
Remain where you are. This creature is a hazardous force.
-Gracia wakes at last-
-Looks up-
-Gets bearings-
-Total nervous breakdown in 3... 2...-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

..Oh!
-DIIIVE-
-The couch is now empty-
-The IV stands there, its tubes hanging unhooked-