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[He mumbles tiredly as he tries to parse who's suddenly next to him, and the scent hits him first.]

Crea.

[Xiao's spoken up, too, so... are they back in the cabana?

A hand lifts to rub at his eyes, his brow tight.]

What time is it...? What happened to the trial?

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