Kalia ran over to her pack and took out a small piece of cloth. She came back over and sat in front of Snaga but away from the vomit, holding up the cloth.
"I'm going to wipe your mouth, all right? Because you're pretty dirty, and I don't want you to eat any of that. Here, sit forward," she said, holding the cloth on her hand.
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"Feeling like a freak on a leash, feeling like I have no release. How many times have I felt diseased? Nothing in my life is free, is free.... Sometimes I cannot take this place, sometimes it's my life I can taste." - Korn 'Freak on a Leash'
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