[Saya's fingers curl around the device just as he takes it, as if hoping futilely for more time. In its place, she reaches for Hei's hand. Her skin is frigid and clammy, her pulse and breathing unnaturally slow, all vitality drained away in preparation for three decades' rest.]
[She's too tired even to express what she would have wanted to say, her last days stolen from her by the bracelet on her ankle.]
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