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"Ok. Just no enter memories." he cautioned.
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"I will do my best." Liz took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She sent her engeries into the boy who called himself Copycat. He would feel warmth from head to toe. Liz took her time seeking injuries that might be hidden. She would not heal the old injuries now, but she needed to know each injury before healing them. Then Liz focused on the boy's mind. It was like shattered glass. There were big pieces and tiny pieces. It would take months to repair the whole thing. Liz began fitting the pieces together like they were puzzle pieces. After several minutes she pulled out. She leaned against the wall clearly exhausted and said "it's only the beginning, but that should help some."