<div style="text-align: justify"><i>A few days later, the city hospital...<br/>
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Even before Togame opened her eyes and let sight do its work, her other senses came running to her with reports on what had been going on around her. She remained motionless as knowledge and information was poured into and onto her. She wasn't alone in the room... She could smell flowers, too. There was a slight breeze dancing on her face, pleasant and gentle at its core. The female hero couldn't help but take a deep, content sigh, alerting anyone who was around that she was awake. <i>Sweet respite is over, </i>she thought. And opened her eyes, slowly.<br/>
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It was light, but not quite as light as the unnerving whiteness of the prison. Slowly, Togame turned her head to the side and looked at the man who was sitting at her bedside, leaning in and with a worried expression on his face that turned into an expression of utter relief. "Droplet", Tsukauchi said, smiling. "Welcome back!". Togame grunted at the man slightly and opened her mouth. It was surprising how hoarse her throat felt. "Water..." she whispered. The detective helped her drink and once done, she let her head fall back onto the pillow. "What's going on?" she murmured, eyes focused on the man. There was someone else in the room, but not quite in her view, hiding just in the corner of the room.<br/>
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"Prison was ambushed. An attack, seemingly to..." Tsukauchi hesitated. "It wasn't a rescue party, that's for sure. Many injured, you included. Some very severely. But none dead. Including... Him." Tsukauchi leaned back and pointed to the other person in the room. Togame had to turn a little in her bed to look, but when she finally did, her eyes widened and she jerked up on the mattress, coming to an instant sit. "What is he--owww!" the female hero grabbed the side of her head, feeling pulsating pain explode in it. But seconds after, it was gone. "What is he doing here?" She repeated. As far as she could see, Rasputin had no binds on him, apart from a measly pair of handcuffs. Like that was going to stop him. Tsukauchi had enough decency to look somewhat sheepish, but after a sigh, he shook his head and pressed his fingertips together.<br/>
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"Droplet, listen. The prison is in total shambles. We do not have a place to put him in, frankly. The attack? We have all reasons to believe he was the very reason it happened, but no one was trying to rescue him. They were trying to kill him." The detective paused. "We've moved most of the prisoners to other facilities, for the time being. But moving Rasputin.. Not so easy. We can't afford another set of attacks like this one." He paused again, looking even more sheepish. "For all the world knows now... Rasputin had successfully escaped. We're experiencing some backlash, but not too much. The information is still pretty confidential, just like the one about capturing him was."<br/>
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He looked at Togame, but she sat there, quiet. He sighed again and swallowed.<br/>
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"We need help, and you might just be the help we need."​</div>