She'd been alone since she was 13. Well, 12 actually but she was asleep for that first year. She told herself she liked it for that entire decade. That she belonged by herself with her money and her drones and her awesome life. She didn't need anyone.
Beatrix's limp body felt wrong and strange in Mochi's arms. She was bigger than the small girl had been expecting. She wasn't really sure... what she had expected actually. She only saw the others through that tiny screen; prerecorded request messages that they surely thought nothing of anymore.
The other girl was heavy too. How much did an adult human weigh? Mochi didn't know off the top of her head. She'd read plenty of textbooks on human biology. That was important when she was a teen. Math and science had always piqued her interests anyway and she'd run out of physics curriculum ages ago. She tried to calculate in her head. If she was 160 cm, Bea must be... uh...
That wasn't important right now. She needed to get her friend somewhere else, somewhere safer. The other girl wasn't bleeding at least but she wasn't waking up either. Wasn't 7Zee going to send a bot to pick her up?
She ignored the lack of a rescue bot and dragged her inside the mansion. It hadnt changed much since Mochi left it thankfully, and she could drag the limp rancher in her arms to a nearby couch. Bea's shoes caught on a rug; she didn't wake up.
What now? Wait for her? Being out this long couldn't be good... Mochi paced for a couple of minutes before an idea came to her. She bolted outside and grabbed a single puddle plort from the stream in the middle of the ranch. It left her hands wet, though not too much that she couldn't get the front door open.
Bea's mouth was horribly dry and she had a terrible, pale complexion. That had to be the problem. Mochi held the plort up to the girls mouth and watched uneasily as it melted in her lips. Most of it fell slowly into Bea's mouth, the rest dripped from her chin down to her chest and wet her shirt.
It took a couple more minutes of worrying for Bea to wake up. Mochi shook herself back into her cool persona. She couldn't shed the unease that clung to her shoulders and rested in her ribcage though. In her decade of living alone she'd never passed out like that...
