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I recognize Alpha Herold's bed as I sit up, gripping his blanket that has been placed carefully over my body. I glare up at Herold who offers me a cup of coffee but I am too startled to take it right now. I feel around my body, my clothes still the same, even though he has changed and looks far more calm than I feel in this moment.
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