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	Hope forced herself to stay awake, weakly moving her eyes upwards to him. She made a small sigh before slowly unwrapping her arms around him, and looking over to her injured horse. [color=ed1c24]"How are we going to bring Jean to the windmill? You already shifted, so you can't do it again at the moment, right?" [/color]The woman dragged her feet over to her horse, bending down to her knees and petting the animal's side. It would move its eyes to her and take slightly deeper breaths, as if trying to recover for her.