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Al, come onnnnnn. Sometimes you're no fun at all.

[But her lips are crooked into a teasing smile, and already there's a brightness about her eyes that hadn't been there a few moments before, her skin less leeched of colour.

When she speaks, some of the exhausted rasp has bled out of her voice.]

Thanks, though.

[She says it abruptly, before she winds up losing the nerve to be vulnerable and honest.]

For bringing me the medicine. And for coming for me. It's...fuck.

[She falls silent a moment then, unsure of how to convey the breadth and depth of the gratitude she feels right now.]