[Lucy wasn't in much better shape, slouching more than normal and wobbling on her feet. She held a hand over the wound in her arm like she could stitch the muscles together.
And she tensed when the doctor moved again, but he seemed to be in pretty bad shape. He didn't even make it a full step, and he didn't move again.]
Not anymore.
[Lucy was still tense as a wound spring, and the sound of a bell made her flinch.]
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And she tensed when the doctor moved again, but he seemed to be in pretty bad shape. He didn't even make it a full step, and he didn't move again.]
Not anymore.
[Lucy was still tense as a wound spring, and the sound of a bell made her flinch.]