Ment
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Futaba exhales heavily and pinches the bridge of her nose, shaking her hands.
- I can manage without the local healers, - she mutters, closing the door behind her and mentally berating herself for wasting her energy on a pointless endeavor instead of ignoring the knocking until the very end.
She sighs and knocks again.
- I'm sorry, but I wanted to ask you one more thing. If it's not too much trouble...