[sobbing. Integra's voice.]
Sssh, sssh, Moa...I will fix you right up, things will be alright.
[Moa's voice responds, high-pitched and wavery from pain.]
I - I think it's b-broken...
Nothing that is not fixable. [Shuffling - she is picking Moa up.] I am going to take you to the clinic. Is that alright?
[A humming. It's coming from Integra, and sounds oddly like a lullaby. Faint footsteps.]
I promise that things will be alright, Moa.
[The sobs quiet down into whimpers. After a while.] w...why did....
...His mind is...warped at the moment. And he is very, very jealous.
[she continues her humming after speaking. The snifflings from Moa continue, but she stays quiet otherwise.
Integra sounds slightly warm.]
Once we reach the clinic, I will not leave your bedside, if that thought comforts you at all.
[Moa responds with something like 'okay' or maybe 'thank you', but it's hard to make it out through the whimpering.]
[ooc: set after the Moa-Ness log. WE CAN STILL BACKLOG THAT THOUGH]