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	Cal squeezed her eyes shut tight, wringing out the tears from her eyes out like water from a towel after a rainy beach day. She quickly covered them with her hand, using her thumb and forefinger to put pressure on the corners of her eyes and the rest of her fingers to wipe her cheeks clean. As her sight was cloaked in the darkness of of her eyelids, she looked back, trying to focus on the memory that had just surfaced in her mind. She narrowed in on the pain, trying to use it to unlock more memories with little success. It was like trying to build a bridge from the middle outwards. After a few moments of holding the traumatic memory under a microscope, she let go of it, letting it float back into the empty section of her brain where the memories would stay if they were there. She cleared her throat, taking a second to compose herself, before pulling her hand away from her face.

	[color=darkgray]"I'm fine, I'm good. Just a...flash of somethin', that's all. It's gone now,"[/color] Cal said, standing up straight from her position leaning over the table. She didn't want to get into the reality of what had just happened. She'd much rather do something, anything, really, to take her mind off it. [color=darkgray]"So, we were talking about the space roombas. I s'pose we could just peer in their little cubbies, but I'm not sure how much we'd be able to find out from that. Could we make a camera maybe? One we could, I don't know, tape onto a roomba?"[/color] Despite her best efforts, her voice was still shaking as she spoke.