[Naminé has been sure to check on him or ask after him in her free moments - which have been fewer and farther between than usual, thanks to the day's events - but it's only good luck that allows her to be passing by about the time he wakes up. She peeks into his room briefly, in a way that's become a habit the past few hours, not expecting to see any change, only it turns out she was wrong. Did he just make a sound? She stops, listening carefully.]
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