What? [Seneca realizes that she's crying, and that's good. It feels right to cry. When she's asleep, she'll come back to investigate-- she's invulnerable when she's asleep.]
[But she's awake now, and so is her companion. She grabs for her, abandoning the pan, letting it clang on the cobblestone street.] What are you doing?
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[But she's awake now, and so is her companion. She grabs for her, abandoning the pan, letting it clang on the cobblestone street.] What are you doing?
[And how is she so brave?]