[God, her chest feels like it's warm, and that...for once, that's something she can say is right.
...ah, right, she was...gonna make something, wasn't she. It takes about ten seconds more to realize that, and she kind of jolts back into reality and rubs her head.]
...Ah, I should...probably get back on this before I forget entirely.
[LET'S JUST DO THAT chop, chop, chop away--she still seems happy, though.]
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...ah, right, she was...gonna make something, wasn't she. It takes about ten seconds more to realize that, and she kind of jolts back into reality and rubs her head.]
...Ah, I should...probably get back on this before I forget entirely.
[LET'S JUST DO THAT chop, chop, chop away--she still seems happy, though.]