[She is in here. Vira and Primrose are also probably around, but I don't know, maybe they took a trip to the medbay. Maybe they're in the other room. Maybe they let Molly in. Who can say. Anyway, Harrow is just busy being cold and shamed, bound and broken on the floor. She's been cleaned up of her blood, and she's just curled up somewhere in a corner of her room spooning her two-handed sword.]
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