Cure. Can we really do it? Can I...? I think I can.
I'm not a mouse. Not blind. I came into this willingly, wanting to help someone. To help everyone. For being the younger sister, I sure act like I'm the older one, huh? ...Stupid, I know. But I'm not meek. Track record or not, I'll find a way. Some way. Something. Somehow.
I'm not sick any more. The cold is gone.
Ready to get to work.