[The illness had been a long time coming, and if she were more coherent she would be wondering just why it didn't happen sooner. But right now Sneasel is coming up to her and if she remembered right, he looked very cuddly... The chance to cuddle with Sneasel and just how nice his paw felt on her forehead are both very wonderful things, so there are no complaints from her at all.]
Sorry... I'll move...? [Because it's pretty obvious this isn't her room now.]
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Sorry... I'll move...? [Because it's pretty obvious this isn't her room now.]