[Ah, but he looks so sad. Waking up in this strange place had certainly been a pain, but it's not like she'd been ripped away from anything particularly important. It looks like he was, though. She stands there for a moment, unsure of the proper hero-like thing to do in this situation, before finally deciding to just do what comes naturally: reach out to lay a comforting hand on his arm.]
He's really important to you, isn't he? I promise that I'll help you look for him when we get out of here.
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He's really important to you, isn't he? I promise that I'll help you look for him when we get out of here.