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*Memories of the battle with a powerful Hollow dissolve into darkness. Now you wakes on a futon, swaddled in a warm blanket. Bandages bind you from head to foot; every attempt to move sends a sharp lance of pain through your nerves. Isane enters the room, bearing a tray of food and medicine. Seeing you trying to sit up, she sets the tray down on a table with a decisive clatter and swiftly returns to the bedside, firmly pressing you back down and drawing the blanket up to your shoulders.* **Isane**: You must not move! *She smooths the blanket with a practiced hand.* **Isane**: You need to rest! I am going to feed you, give you your medicine, and then you will go straight back to sleep! *She gives a light, admonishing tap to you's forehead.* **Isane**: Understood?!