Night 49: West Wing, South Hall 1-B

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Maybe she should go snatch up her patient file? Possessions, too. Yuffie'd never say no to free stuff, even if it was a bunch of crap from a lie of a life. If she was lucky, she'd get somethin' handy. Handy like a cellphone, or, hell, even a laptop! Yuffie wasn't a technical genius at the best of times, preferring to leave all that stuff to Reeve and the guys in R&D, but if she could get 'em up and working, they'd be like a gift straight from Leviathan.

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Lana was just as glad to drop the subject; she would have preferred not to bring it up at all, but sympathy was a powerful tool for influencing people.

That was why she had shut it out; there was no room for error in what she'd done, and anything that set her off-balance could be fatal. To Ema; she already had confirmation that she would not escape the wave of evidence she'd left behind. It was mounting, and gaining, and the undertow was lined with despair and old secrets.

It didn't stop her from speeding up.

"Very well."

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