Good plan. [Ali leans hard on her hands, dragging herself up to standing, wiping her hand across her mouth, frowning at the small spots of blood she finds when she pulls it away. She looks over at Emma, holding herself tall and upright, even though all she wants is to collapse back onto the floor. She's a little disappointed that she couldn't hold her own in the simulation. She looks at her shoes, wiping her damp hair from her brow.]
Anything I can work on, between now and next time?
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Anything I can work on, between now and next time?