Time for Recovery. (Open to all, I guess.)

Sora: Done? Okay. . .

Sora tucked her head to legs, thinking on how sad it was she couldn't even look a blind person in the eyes.

Sora: I have to stay here for a couple of nights. They won't let me leave until I'm better.

Sora: Uh, sure. I don't mind, I guess. I'm not sure when visiting hours end, so be wary of that.

Sora: I'm not sure, as I don't see any clocks in here. I say around 4:00 or so.

Sora: Uh, sure. what do you want to ask me, Chloe?

Sora: I don't really know. I was usually to busy to think about it. It usually is so people won't judge you, I guess.

Sora: It's alright. No one here would judge you on your appearance.

Sora: Yeah, it's nice. You don't have to worry about it.

Sora: Well, those clothes are casual, and I think it works well for you.

Sora: Uh, I am a meister. I have two weapon partners, though I don't know where they are.

Sora: Oh, really? Wow, that's pretty cool, Chloe. . . So, uh, how long have you trained to be a meister, then?

Sora: Wow, you have been training for a long time. You must be really good.

Sora: I-I'm sure you found a way around it, though.