[Normally, Selphie is fine with Ceodore's tight hugs but this time, they're actually a bit painful as she tries to pull away from him before his white magic is working wonders before she slumps against him and desperately wants to sleep. She carefully looks up at Ceodore and slowly shakes her head.]
I don't think it helped.
[If there was ever a time that Selphie wanted to cry, this was one of them. She'd never felt so full of despair as she did at this moment.]
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I don't think it helped.
[If there was ever a time that Selphie wanted to cry, this was one of them. She'd never felt so full of despair as she did at this moment.]