I'm fine. [ It comes snappier, a little more sharply than originally intended. She doesn't apologize just yet now, though; instead, she seats herself on a fallen log, her hand pressed lightly in her stomach.
She still has the vague feeling that she's going to be sick - she can feel the stomach acid still in the back of her throat - but she remains transformed. ]
You're not finished yet. There's no reason to stop.
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She still has the vague feeling that she's going to be sick - she can feel the stomach acid still in the back of her throat - but she remains transformed. ]
You're not finished yet. There's no reason to stop.