She pulled back immediately at the sound of his grunting. Backing up a few steps, she peered suspiciously at him. He /looked/ like Titan, sounded like him, but... "Where's Andy?"
The next second she was on him again, this time to examine the bandages. "Who hurt you?" she demanded. "Where have you been? Why didn't you call me again? I could've helped!"
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