[ the sound of the sword falling jolts him in his place, startling him enough that he very nearly loses his grip on her. but once he feels her weight against him, his hand tightens, arms coming up to wrap around her smaller frame and hold her close to his chest. ]
S-Senpai? Senpai!
[ he isn't weak, but he isn't particularly strong, either, and the unexpectedness of the sudden weight on him has his knees buckling a little, and soon he's lowering them both down to the ground, her head pillowed gently against his chest. ]
[No, not hurt. Just empty. So empty. She was running on fumes, her personal processor feels like it's been overclocked for the last...
How long was she in there? Actually, she doesn't care. She doesn't care about anything anymore. If she dies, that would be fine. She fought her hardest, she won Hide and Seek so it should be fine. Now that she's back home, in 3-D, this is where she would want to stop existing.
Nothing is ever easy, but she listens to Nisaka's heart beat like it will keep hers doing the same.]
I'm not hurt. [Physically. Oh, she gets it. Her clothes...
[ not physical pain then, he surmises, though his grip never fully releases her.
they're huddled on the floor now, but thankfully he's got a wall to his back, helping to ease some of the worries of vulnerability that position leaves them in. ]
Do — you want to talk about it...?
[ he doesn't know what else he can do, what else he can offer her. ]
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S-Senpai? Senpai!
[ he isn't weak, but he isn't particularly strong, either, and the unexpectedness of the sudden weight on him has his knees buckling a little, and soon he's lowering them both down to the ground, her head pillowed gently against his chest. ]
Senpai — hang on — are you hurt—?
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How long was she in there? Actually, she doesn't care. She doesn't care about anything anymore. If she dies, that would be fine. She fought her hardest, she won Hide and Seek so it should be fine. Now that she's back home, in 3-D, this is where she would want to stop existing.
Nothing is ever easy, but she listens to Nisaka's heart beat like it will keep hers doing the same.]
I'm not hurt. [Physically. Oh, she gets it. Her clothes...
There's a small tremor that shakes her.]
It's not my blood.
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they're huddled on the floor now, but thankfully he's got a wall to his back, helping to ease some of the worries of vulnerability that position leaves them in. ]
Do — you want to talk about it...?
[ he doesn't know what else he can do, what else he can offer her. ]
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It's over, it's over. Nisaka is fine. He won't die, he won't die in front of her. He won't bleed.
Asuna trembles again and shakes her head.]
No. [That's a nightmare she doesn't want to relive so soon. And definitely not something she wants to drag Nisaka into any more than she already has.]
Just stay. I just need you to stay here...