CHIP:

Ah. Y-you're awake. It has been twelve layers between y-y-your regeneration and your c-consciousness.

LACEY THE WOUND:

We had to hide ya from the shhtaff a couple timesh.

FERN:

Oh...thanks.

I.....feel like something important happened, but...

CHIP:

What do y-y-you remember last?

FERN:

Some weird thing bursting out of a door and belching smoke in my face.

CHIP:

I see. W-well, I d-d-d-do haaa///ve some ssstatus updadates whenev-ev-ever you're ready.