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Good girl. She said as much, already relaxing at the mere sight of the medicine. She lapped up the poppies without hesitation and stretched out more, the shadows of her ribs shifting as she breathed, in, out, in. . .out. . .

Sometimes. . .they give you terrible dreams, Maegi murmured, after a moment of silence. More often than not. But at least you're asleep, and not in pain.

She hoped Nazli would never have to experience such pain.

Eventually, they parted ways, whether it be the girl on another errand or Maegi shuffling back to her quarters, ready to tackle whatever nightmares were in store for her this sleep.