Sina is drowsing, but her eyelids flutter open when she hears a voice. Looking up at the man above her, she's confused for a moment or two, drifting in between sleep and consciousness, but ultimately the hat gives him away. "Tobrevas," she whispers, the corners of her mouth curling into a smile.
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"Tobrevas," she whispers, the corners of her mouth curling into a smile.