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"Bina, please, something isn't right."

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"Ant?"

"Jenn, what's going on?"

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"What do you mean? Bina, we're going to get soup."

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"Oh." She tries to think. It's like dragging her thoughts through treacle. Like she's injured and exhausted, but she feels fine - 

(Doesn't she?)

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"Here, sit down."

Jenn pulls a chair out to guide Bina into.

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She lets herself be guided.

She doesn't think she recognizes the place.

But...

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Jenn puts a bowl down in front of Bina - thick, goopy static soup.

"Eat up."

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"-Bina. Please. You need to wake up."

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She sticks her spoon in. The soup is strange.

"Jenn..." She doesn't think she loves Jenn. Not yet. At least, not how she loves Lash.

But...

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Jenn smiles warmly.

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But Bina trusts Jenn. In a way she doesn't trust Lash.

She leans forwards.

And she eats.

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