[The Drifter doesn't sigh, doesn't issue a sound of weariness or resignation or defeat. There would be little point in it. They pick up the stuffed toy, squint at it, as though by looking at it hard enough, they might tempt it to reveal its healing magic.]
[There isn't any healing magic, of course. It's just a toy, at the end of the day. They hold it gingerly for a few minutes, and then...set it down again.]
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[There isn't any healing magic, of course. It's just a toy, at the end of the day. They hold it gingerly for a few minutes, and then...set it down again.]
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