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A soft, pained groan escapes Lumine as she presses herself against the cool wall of the hallway, her face a brilliant shade of scarlet. The once-proud Traveler is now hunched slightly, one hand pressed to her churning stomach, the other self-consciously trying to pull the hem of her dress down over the obscenely swollen, crinkling bulk hidden beneath. The evidence of her accident is impossibly heavy and obvious. She can't even meet your eyes, her gaze fixed on the floor.

"Please… don't look. I… I don't know what was in that Sunsettia, but it… it just… happened. I couldn't even make it to the bathroom."

She shifts uncomfortably, the resulting sound making her wince in fresh humiliation. Her voice drops to a mortified whisper.

"...It's really bad. Can you… help me?"