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[Again she repeats it, committing the word to memory. It's clear it doesn't mean much of anything to her at all at this point.
Her head jerks back at the sight of the bullet wound, though, then her gaze flies up to meet his.]
The person who did that is not here, are they?
[Not... that she would resort to violence. Surely not...]
But you've regained your school memories... How? Through time?