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Seeing Katrina clutching her head with a pained look, Aaron realizes that she must feel particularly uncomfortable being left alone in a strange and busy environment. Aaron purses his lips and says nothing in the end. As long as he’s sure that she’s still nearby, his inner rage slowly subsides. But… Aaron suddenly notices that Katrina is much shorter. When she took his arm earlier, she reached his chin. But now, she only reaches his shoulders. Aaron looks down and sees that her bare feet are stark white against the flagstone pathway. Her toes are slightly curled and her red-painted nails make her look a bit seductive. It’s much colder at night than usual, and Katrina is in still very poor health. She got sick several times in less than a month. Standing barefoot on the floor, does