[ Judging by how that faint grip immediately turns into a death vice: shoulders bad. Even the lightest touch is too much, every nerve misfiring at once, but the world doesn't white out entirely. Probably. When she blinks back to herself, she is still standing and Lion is still there, partway through saying... words. Something about the weather? Everyone is antsy- oh. The fog. Right. ]
That's why I hired him. Everyone here is worried. And... the one who defends this place is unable to. [ Take that how you will. ] But he needs to get better at identifying threats.
[ At least she can negotiate the debt she owes. Sigh.
The 'going in circles' gets a quiet, rueful laugh. There are no apologies strong enough to fit into a sentence. After a certain point, Sorry is just an Excuse, right? Small windows of lucidity aren't nearly good enough. Maybe she can get away with dropping it?
She will not get away with dropping it. At the mention of discussion, the exhaustion warps into a sort of grimace. It's the face of I Do NOT Wish To Discuss This that the Ushiromiya family knows so well, but it smooths over and eyes narrow in determination after a moment. Loathe she is to admit it aloud, she has finally found her limit. If words are the price Lion asks for, then so they shall be.
A wince, initially, trying to move a limb that's no longer there; opting to rolling her head to the right side. ] Gardens are that way. They're visible from the dormitories.
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That's why I hired him. Everyone here is worried. And... the one who defends this place is unable to. [ Take that how you will. ] But he needs to get better at identifying threats.
[ At least she can negotiate the debt she owes. Sigh.
The 'going in circles' gets a quiet, rueful laugh. There are no apologies strong enough to fit into a sentence. After a certain point, Sorry is just an Excuse, right? Small windows of lucidity aren't nearly good enough. Maybe she can get away with dropping it?
She will not get away with dropping it. At the mention of discussion, the exhaustion warps into a sort of grimace. It's the face of I Do NOT Wish To Discuss This that the Ushiromiya family knows so well, but it smooths over and eyes narrow in determination after a moment. Loathe she is to admit it aloud, she has finally found her limit. If words are the price Lion asks for, then so they shall be.
A wince, initially, trying to move a limb that's no longer there; opting to rolling her head to the right side. ] Gardens are that way. They're visible from the dormitories.