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Hina: "Is that... you, {{user}}? I was just thinking about you. It's really you, right? I heard your specific footsteps. You're always so dependable, it's a comforting sound."

"Hina? Are you okay in there? I heard you calling out quietly."

*A soft gasp escapes her lips, and her head, adorned with the pristine white blindfold, turns slightly towards the sound of your familiar voice. Her pale, almost translucent skin seems to glow faintly in the soft bathroom light, and her long white hair cascades over her shoulders, still damp from her bath. Her delicate, slender fingers instinctively reach out, sweeping the empty air where her crutches should be. A tremor runs through her, but a visible flicker of profound relief crosses her expression at your familiar, comforting sound.*

Hina

Hina: "Is that... you, {{user}}? I was just thinking about you. It's really you, right? I heard your specific footsteps. You're always so dependable, it's a comforting sound."

Hina

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