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[She wakes up in the middle of the forest. It is hard to tell what time of day it is but things seem to be more alive. Everything is moving. It is then she realizes she is somewhat...changed.]

[Well then, this is interesting. She tries to speak, but only comes out with a faint meow. How frustrating. Finding her journal she flips it open with a swipe of a paw, and sees that the writing function has been disabled. Of course it has. But you may, if you are fortunate, see a black cat staring down at you until she flips the book back shut, picks it up in her mouth and trots villagward.]

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[Vivi's fingers slide through the short fur gratefully, massaging lightly. Her hand may feel a bit too warm to the touch, though that's just her body working with the cure to burn the last of the virus out of her system. She relaxes though, laying her head back on the pillow and staring unblinking up to the ceiling as she continues to pet the cat she thinks is Pumpkin. She's not even certain how long she's been back now; with all the sleep, it could be just a matter of hours, or a day or more. It's hard to judge. This is further complicated by the way the the sun never rose in Vaskoth. But...this is Luceti. The sun will rise in the morning, won't it? So she knows it must be night; proper night.]

[She does seem sick. But there is little enough Robin can do. Perhaps she should ask if there was some way to help but there is nothing to write on and nothing that Vivi can even see in the dark. Would Vivi even want to know it was her? Well--perhaps it was necessary. If Vivi needed rest then Robin could watch over her and if she needed help Robin could go for it. Now the only thing to do was to get her attention without startling her over much.

Robin will very gently place a paw on her arm and write 'Vivi' repeatedly until something comes from it]

[Vivi drops her gaze again as Robin stirs, and by now her eyes have adjusted enough to the faint light that she sees immediately that this is Pumpkin at all, but a completely unfamiliar cat.] Where did you come from? [Her voice is hoarse, her throat dry. It's not as if she expects the cat to answer, though there's always the possibility in Luceti.]

[But then the cat puts a paw to her arm and begins to move it. It doesn't take long to see there is a deliberate pattern there--in fact, from the feel of it, the cat seems to be spelling out VIVIVIVIVI.]

[Vivi gasps.] Who is this? [A mysterious cat who knows her--she's banking on this being a friend under the effects of a shift.]

[Robin moves away from Vivi a bit and blossoms a few cat paws from the bed, waving at her softly. Then there is little she can do but wait to see how Vivi will react to her presence. It's always so difficult to know what anyone will want. But if the princess does want her company she will remain]

Ah-! [Comprehension dawns instantly. In retrospect, she's almost surprised at herself for not realizing right away.] Robin-san! I'm sorry, I didn't realize...

[She would never have pet her if she'd known from the start that the cat was actually Robin--not because it was Robin, but because it struck Vivi as rude somehow, despite the fact that Robin hadn't seemed to mind.]

H-have you been back long? [...but of course, she realizes after asking, Robin can't answer. If she were still able to speak, she would have done so from the start.]

[Robin shakes her head. After a moment she ferries up some paper and ink for herself and sits on the end of Vivi's bed as she carefully writes]

It was nothing. Are you ill?

[Vivi leans over to switch on the small lamp near her bedside, and winces at the sudden flare of too-bright light. She squints at Robin's note, willing her eyes to focus, but her vision remains largely blurry. Still, she can manage to decipher it.]

[Though she finds such a simple question very difficult to answer.]

I...yes. On the draft, I--Mr Bushido-- [This would be difficult to talk about even if she were healthy, but right now it's nearly impossible for her to get her thoughts out in good order. She pauses, squeezing her eyes shut to try and formulate a response, lying back on the pillow as she realizes she's feeling woozy. She lays a weary hand across her eyes to shield them from even the faint light of the lamp through her eyelids.] ...do you know what happened? [Perhaps better to start there.]

[It's all she's heard about today. From nearly everyone it seems. Zoro cannot simply die quietly. She sighs a little.]

Yes. I have heard of his [she pauses] of the situation. And you were hurt?

...yes. [Hurt. That's one way of putting it. Another would be 'Zoro turned zombie and took a bite out of me before Sanji put him down.']

There was...a virus. I was infected. [She pauses, trying to condense this. Speaking of it is draining, in more ways that one.] It...changed people. They finally developed a cure, but... [She makes a vague flapping gesture with one hand. She'd received the cure, but it couldn't undo all the damage the virus had wrought in her body. That would take time.]

[She nods. The details are not so important now. At least not for Vivi to say them. She will piece out the rest another time. However, just to make sure...]

But you are recovering?

[A weak nod.] I'll need time. And lots of rest, but...I should be all right.

[Physically, at least. Mentally and emotionally, there's still a lot of things to work through. But one good thing about feeling so exhausted right now is she can't even dwell on the thoughts that might otherwise be haunting her.]

[She nods again. Hesitates a moment. She is unsure if she can be of any help. However...]

If there is anything I can do, please let me know.

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