Sina stirred when Buttercup's paws stomped over her frail ribcage, but rather than get upset, she lifted an arm to accept him into a cuddle. She turned her head at the sound of a voice and saw a girl there, someone she'd seen around but had never met.
"Oh, is he.. yours?" she asked hoarsely, looking as though she might fall asleep again at any moment. "Ir abelas."
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"Oh, is he.. yours?" she asked hoarsely, looking as though she might fall asleep again at any moment. "Ir abelas."