“Can we go home yet?”

“Not yet, dear. We still haven’t been able to contact your parents.”

“They’re dead. Stop pretending they aren’t.”

“St-stop saying that-”

“We promise we won’t stop looking yet, little ones. Stay patient. For now let’s focus on this week’s health examination, okay? You’re both doing a lot better, but we need to make sure you’re healing up nicely.”

“Okay..”

“...fine.”

“are you okay? you’ve gone really quiet…”

“m’fine. i just don’t trust this.”

“what’s “this?” the checkup?”

“any of this.”

“but they’ve only been nice to us! they’ve helped us when mom went away-”

“i can’t explain it. i don’t trust any of it. have you seen anyone other than the tall lady and the guards?”

“someone came into my room. he looked a lot like dad.”

“what did he do?”

“he said he was sorry, and that he was asked to check on me.”

“what was he sorry for?”

“...”

“i don’t know”

“M-B1, come with me, please. You’ll be examined one at a time.”

“...”

“M███████. Come here.”

“...”

“Okay.”

“be safe, okay? i love you.”

“sis, you’re saying that like i’ll never see you again. i know you don’t like doctors, but-”

“...”