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It had been a few hours since Ana had arrived. She gotten redressed in the few things she had, namely, a large shirt and a pair of dark blue denim shorts. Her wrist had been bound again by Angel, but honestly there wasn't much improvement. He had also let her wash using water he had collected over the past few days. As he promised Angel brought Ana to the guest house, he hoped Enkiel could aid her and he assumed the medic would be able to or he wouldn't have the rank. Angel led the short way to the guest house, hoping that, now the sun was nearly up fully, Enkiel would be able to treat his sister.
Although he was still angry at her sudden appearance it was partly replaced with acceptance and gratitude. In fact Ana had been his favourite sibling. Tomeu, Menor and Antoni had all been to loud and obnoxious as children and still slightly unsavoury as adults. Tapping on the guest house door he called, 'Enkiel. I need you assistance, si us plau' Odd Catalan phrases were always thrown in, he didn't think that he'd ever get over the habit. But there was no worry if he didn't.
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