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[[Ki is getting dressed.]]

[[Fooker appears holding a limp Sharon. He looks exhausted.]]
Ki: Um... Fooker?

Ki: What's wrong? Is she--
Fooker: Asleep. She's exhausted. It took forever for her to cry herself to sleep.
Ki: Cry herself...? But... Why?

Fooker: Beats me. She never really said. All I got out of her was "She's lying. It can't be true."
Ki: [[scowling]] I'll give you three guesses who "she" is...