[Flandre whines again when the wing was dislodged, but, but--
--someone was hugging her. Marisa was. The little vampire buried her face in the witch's shoulder, returned the embrace and shivered and shivered. She was still distressed, very much so...but she had Marisa to cling to this time.]
I don't...want to be alone, Marisa... [At least not right now.]
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--someone was hugging her. Marisa was. The little vampire buried her face in the witch's shoulder, returned the embrace and shivered and shivered. She was still distressed, very much so...but she had Marisa to cling to this time.]
I don't...want to be alone, Marisa... [At least not right now.]