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Truth be told, Lily has never felt entirely comfortable aboard the Watchtower. What few memories she has of this place are all unpleasant. Soul felt suffering, physical pain and suppressed fear reside here. They resonate through the halls, demanding to be heard and acknowledged. Old ghosts and unfinished business they are. She forces them aside as she enters the infirmary.