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Barynn looked up when Yoranda knocked, a small smile coming to her lips when she saw the twin come on. Yoranda's brown eyes widened and she rushed forward, and Barynn wiggled away from Luther enough that Yoranda could lean over and hug her without it being weird. "I'm so glad you're okay. We were all so worried about you," Yoranda said, hugging her. "You look like shit," she added as she pulled back before walking down to the foot of the bed. She sat down, pulling back the blankets enough that she could get at Barynn's feet and beginning to put the thick socks on her. "I'd come lay with you for a bit but there's a boy already doing it, and boys are icky," Yoranda said with a shrug, and Barynn nodded. "If there's one thing I've learned over the last week, it's that boys are really, really icky," she agreed, and then put her hand on her stomach. "Please be a sweet little girl and not an icky little boy."