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"Don't worry," the girl - /Shizuka/, she whispers to herself, and still doesn't get it right - says while she rearranges the sheets of her bed, as Kisara has insisted to sleep on the mattress; and she smiles at her, brightly and confidently, as if there was no evil in the world. "Yugi and oniichan will find a way to send you back; or if you want, they'll convince Kaiba-kun to help you, and he'll find a way to give you an official identity."

Kisara doesn't understand, but she already knows that Yugi is the one who looks so much like the pharaoh, that oniichan is the girl's brother who has brought her here (and it's the first word she has memorised, because of the way the girl's eyes lit up when she speaks it), and that Kaiba-kun is how she calls the priest, whom she has not met but seen on pictures many times since her arrival.

"And even if it doesn't work," the girl ads, sitting up on her bed, still smiling as she searches her eyes, but there's something timid in her smile now, and a light flush colouring her checks. "You can still stay here..."

Kisara looks at her for a long moment, and then smiles back softly to show her agreement, and promises herself that she will not abandon her.