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She looks up at him as he approaches. He kneels in front of her, gently gathering the scraps of the pelt to hand back to her. She stares at him with wide eyes and scowls, shaking her head and pushing the scraps away.
“Please take them. I think my abuela can fix it. But I need you to touch them first.” He begs but, her scowl only deepens. Her determination to get the scraps away from her increases though, even as he can feel her physical strength waning.
He can hear the rest of the team shuffling closer, in silence as she gets visibly paler and sweatier. He knows their concern only builds when she starts to pant audibly, heaving gasps as she tries to push him away.
“Isabel Diaz.”