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"Hey, are you feeling alright?" Flavio is looking straight at you. They sound out of breath. There's something wrong with your arm. You can't quite meet Flavio's eyes and your gaze settles at the space between their eyebrows. "I'm not sure," you respond. Words feel different coming out of your mouth; slow, scratching the roof of your mouth. One of your arms feel heavier. You can't look down to see what's wrong with it and you can't look at Flavio directly so you stare at the pink shell of Arianna's ear and suggest to the group, "Why don't we go back to High Lagaard?"