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[haveagoodheart]

[Well. She's already run into two future, grown versions of her son that desperately needed help. Nora finds herself sitting in the Cortex with a cup of hot tea in her hands, trying to wrap her head around the entire situation. She doesn't know how she got here, she doesn't know how she'll get home, but she knows that there are two sons here that she needs to look after for the time being. Maybe more.]