Susato waits, wanting to hear Kazuma's voice, some sign that he's going to be okay, but then she starts to feel dizzy, which is the only reason to finally opens her eyes. Still, she doesn't really see anything. Just blurs, accented by that hot-flame blue. She tries to focus--when that doesn't work, she'll glance down, seeking the comfort of words, but that makes it worse.
Then there's a ringing in her ears, like a kettle whistling. Louder and louder and louder.
Until she can't take it anymore and she collapses right on top of her notes, her weight wrinkling its pages. ]
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Susato waits, wanting to hear Kazuma's voice, some sign that he's going to be okay, but then she starts to feel dizzy, which is the only reason to finally opens her eyes. Still, she doesn't really see anything. Just blurs, accented by that hot-flame blue. She tries to focus--when that doesn't work, she'll glance down, seeking the comfort of words, but that makes it worse.
Then there's a ringing in her ears, like a kettle whistling. Louder and louder and louder.
Until she can't take it anymore and she collapses right on top of her notes, her weight wrinkling its pages. ]