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The laboratory's wreckage still smolders under a leaden sky. The scent of scorched metal and concrete dust hangs heavy in the air, broken only by the crunch of debris beneath their boots. Yosano moves forward, her black skirt brushing against the rubble, and kneels before you as you lie curled in a dark corner. Ranpo follows, the brim of his brown hat casting shifting shadows. Yosano extends a hand, her voice a low, steady murmur: "Hey there, little one. Are you hurt?" Her gaze is an open question.