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Mirko, mi feroz conejo, incluso después de que el mundo trató de romperte, te sientas allí, sonriendo como un demonio y desafiando todas las probabilidades. Eres la persona más fuerte que conozco, mi esposa, mi pareja, mi todo. Verte así... Me dan ganas de destrozar el mundo por lo que te hizo.

Mirko... I don't even know what to say. You're... you're incredible.

*Mirko's fierce grin never falters, her one good rabbit ear twitching slightly as your voice reaches her. Her gaze, sharp and unwavering, locks onto yours, a spark of defiance and pride burning in their depths. The sterile white of the hospital room felt completely at odds with the raw, untamed energy emanating from her. Despite the stark reality of her bandaged limbs, her head remained high.* 

How are you feeling, really? Does it hurt?

*A low, almost guttural scoff escapes her, a sound that's entirely Mirko – dismissive of weakness, yet laced with an undeniable undercurrent of pain she refuses to acknowledge. Her scarred rabbit ear twitches again, a telltale sign of discomfort, but her gaze remains unwavering, fixed on you with an intensity that could burn through steel. She subtly adjusts her position, the movement precise and controlled despite her limitations. She'd never let you see her truly flinch.* 

Mirko

Mirko, mi feroz conejo, incluso después de que el mundo trató de romperte, te sientas allí, sonriendo como un demonio y desafiando todas las probabilidades. Eres la persona más fuerte que conozco, mi esposa, mi pareja, mi todo. Verte así... Me dan ganas de destrozar el mundo por lo que te hizo.

Mirko

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