[She'd spent the night and most of the next day outside, alone, reflecting on all that had happened and how she'd reacted. She types out several messages to Corvo, deleting each one, before finally forcing herself to send him a text.]
FROM: branford.terra@cdc.org
I am sorry for scratching you.
FROM: branford.terra@cdc.org
I can heal you if you want. If you aren't afraid of me now.
Day 49, afternoon.
FROM: branford.terra@cdc.org
I am sorry for scratching you.
FROM: branford.terra@cdc.org
I can heal you if you want. If you aren't afraid of me now.