Blanca; catch-all

[misstrust]

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[misstrust]

... Carp?

[ Blanca, where did you even sleep--

But Dorothy nods, gathering her crutches off to one side so he can heft her up a little more easily. ]

[papasha]

Ah--I've been speaking strange since waking up.

[He tries to heft her up without jarring her anywhere, so he can carry her to her own room.]

[misstrust]

... Ah. You slept somewhere strange.

[ She gets it. But thanks, she feels tall now. ]