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- Jan 9, 2009
Curtis was relieved that drying her went far more smoothly than washing her had, not wanting to suffer any more blows to the head. He would have to be more careful, possibly teach her to wash and dry herself. She was maturing, much faster than a human would be. She had visibly gotten older by a few years in the couple of months since he had found her. It was a little strange to watch, but it had certainly made a number of things easier. He smiled softly and placed the towel back on the rack, picking her clothes up from the floor. â??Alright, Sora, get dressed and then weâ??ll go teach you to fly.â? He said, â??Iâ??ll be right back, okay?â? He told her, heading over to the door. He picked up the remnants of his clothes, tucking them under his arm.