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A woman with cute purple and pink hair wheels herself into Rumi's room, covered head-to-toe in bandages under her hospital gown.
"You're Hawks' friend?"
"What is it to you?" Rumi replied, not particularly interested in talking about herself with a stranger. No matter how pretty her eyes might look between the bandages.
The woman stays silent. Eventually she nods, and the way her eyes crinkle suggests a lovely smile. Rumi is bored out of her mind, so why not chitchat?
"What brings you here, anyway?"
"Ass-kicking miscalculation. Can't wait to go back and try again."
"Tell me more." Rumi grins.