[Saya's in the room Charlie so graciously put her in, sitting on the bed (which she made the best she could, she's not really used to these things but she made an attempt!) and looking at the pretty paper left for her.]
[She smiles at it, traces over the designs with her finger. Then the turns it over. She can't really read it, but it's so beautiful that she's just admiring it for now.]
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[She smiles at it, traces over the designs with her finger. Then the turns it over. She can't really read it, but it's so beautiful that she's just admiring it for now.]