[ Grell scoots after him, reaching for her glasses at the bedside table. Sliding them on, she follows after with a yawn. Blearily looking at herself in the mirror, the bandages around her chest catch her attention first. She pulls them loose to inspect her wound-- which looks rather phenomenal, really. The redness has subsided, the skin appears mended... and so, with a hum, she reaches for her grooming scissors! ]
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