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[ She follows along, one hand to her chest as though it might help her keep the stitches in. She's not particularly sure anyone will forcibly keep her here anyway, especially not with Tim playing along. Still, she misses her staff. ]

Oh, wait! My... uh. My clothes. [ Her clothes with her utility belt tucked inside. That might be a little tougher to smuggle. ]

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