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You lay Pixel on the ground.

She's strangely cold to the touch.

Oh fuck.

No, that's not good.

But you feel the faint, thready pulse of her heartbeat that still taps rhythmically.

She's got a pulse.

She's cold, though.

My eyes go .

She is unresponsive as your eyes flip over and you run through this x-ray sense, this thermal sense, tracking all of the different conditions she could possibly have.

She's cold, she shows dimmed on the thermal.

X-ray shows no external puncture, no breakage internally.

but she appears to be in almost a catatonic state.

Unresponsive.

Just to be safe, I will inject her with some sort of life-saving ether medicine, mechanically using Spare the Dying, just in case.

I think that's very wise.

She becomes stable, if that's relevant.

Son of a bitch.

Your syringe comes down and it pierces into her just on the right abdomen as you inject this almost like warming paste.

As it inserts, you work to bring her body temperature back to an equilibrium, which you feel as though, as this has entered and begun to move throughout her body, you achieve, though she remains in the catatonic state.

He's discordant too.