"I can't-" you say, shivering, dropping the knife. "I'm sorry, I can't-"
The dog pauses and nods, as if understanding, and the simulation vanishes in a puff of pixels.
"Amity," Emery says, nodding approvingly and lightly hitting your shoulder. "Good choice, Y/N. It suits you, you'd fit right in there."
You smile back at him, happiness bubbling up inside you. "Thank you for letting me try the serum. That was amazing."
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