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Aurora's POVConstance looked quites smaller in the hospital bed than she had in that courtyard, her shoulder wrapped thick in bandages, an IV line taped into the back of one papery hand, but her eyes were sharp and alert the second I walked through the door, tracking me across the room like she'd been waiting specifically for this."You look terrible," she said, by way of greeting."You got shot two nights ago.""And yet somehow I still have better color than you do right now." A ghost of a smile crossed her face, gone as fast as it arrived. "Sit, child. I don't have the strength to keep this brief, and I'd rather say it once than have you make me repeat myself."I sat. Smith stood by the door, giving us space but close enough to catch every word, and I was grateful for it without needing to say so out loud. On the table beside her bed sat a small paper cup of pudding, untouched, and a folded newspaper someone had clearly brought her out of habit more than expectation she'd have the