week 13 letter

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(week 13, monday afternoon.)

[she's been looking for them, after she'd taken the time to check on everyone she had needed to pour her remaining strength into helping keep from bleeding out last night. the safety from infection meant it was a little less difficult, but she was still only one person. her own bandages aren't so neatly done - the ones around her neck are a quick fix, not anything that'll last. still, this is more important than that.

she is tired, but the paper in her hands is folded, kept neat. and she keeps her hands in front of her so they can see she has no weapons, moves at an even pace so nothing might be startling. harmless, as much as she can be.]

Dave. Yuno. Might I speak with you?

[she'd talk louder than a soft volume, but the injury on her throat hurts too much for that.]