[All this noise and the jostling of her new crypiremobile is enough to bring her to short bouts of wakefulness. Most of the time, they're nothing significant and amount to as much as a stir and a soft murmur. But once, she reins enough in to be more cognizant of her situations.]
Who...?
[She gazes up at Shell's face, drowsiness dimming her eyes. She blinks and blinks, trying to keep herself from slipping away again.]
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Who...?
[She gazes up at Shell's face, drowsiness dimming her eyes. She blinks and blinks, trying to keep herself from slipping away again.]