Red: Have to be around a bunch of fleabags… But get to chill on a beach with Raine…
Red: Fleabags… Raine…
Maren: Don’t strain yourself. Later.
Red: Huh?
SLAM!
Red: Raine!
Red: Raine? Aren’t you coming out?
Raine: I… can’t…
Red: Why? What’s wrong?
Raine: It’s… I don’t want to say. It’s embarrassing.
Red: Raine, it’s okay! You can talk to me! Is… is it a wolf thing again?
Raine: . . .
Raine: Sigh… I… didn’t want you to see me like this.
Red: Oh!
Red: That’s… different. Raine, what happened?
Raine: I don’t know! I thought maybe after yesterday I finally had more control, but then this morning I woke up this way, and my room was a mess. I think I was sleepwalking.
Raine: That’s never happened before. I don’t know what’s going on. It’s as if spending so long in wolf form made it used to being out, and it’s trying to get out again.
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