"I... thanks, Cindy," Heather told her.
Harry's question nearly drops her back down inside herself further, but he's in this kind of mess, same as her. They all are. But the levels of changes they've gone through seem to vary significantly. Cindy, Florian, and Harry are practically normal, Jess is green, and her...
"I don't eat, Harry," she said, somewhat flatly. "No internal organs, no sense of smell, no sense of taste. All gone."
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