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“Wake up.”
Ono managed to force his eyes open enough that Trina’s scowl filled his vision. That was all right; she didn’t look half as bad as he felt.
“Ughhh.”
She crossed her arms, scowl deepening.
Ono tried to lift his head. “What did he—ack!” A shooting pain went through his neck. He let it slam back to the ground. This was worse than mere injuries. He was torn up, badly, pain permeating to his core. “Trina…I’m dying…I…”
“Your power is depleted. If I recharged your implants, they might be able to block some of the pain.”
“No. Aunio would come back. I want to die as myself.” He closed his eyes and sucked air through his teeth. He only had a few words left, best to use them wisely. “I’m sorry.”
“Right.”
“I’m sorry to you, to Ana. To Clerie. I miss her face. I won’t get to see
