red: *carrys her home*
Chibi had passed out, limp as a doll.
red: amy she is yours treat her well
amy: yes *takes you over from red*
Chibi’s body seemed to be assimilating well to the foreign body pieces, nerves connecting and firing normally.
amy: brings you home and lays you back on the bed
Chibi curls up on the bed, smiling a little at the familiar soft touch.
