[ Her expression seems troubled. She will feel cool to the touch, as if she had to use her own heat for the spell (if you could even call it that), combined with the fact that Kazuma still seems to be absorbing heat energy from the room. She winces, hearing her name, resisting like a child on a school morning. A window cracks... he's probably mad about that.
Maybe she just overslept. Maybe she broke the window playing catch with Kazuma-sama again--
Suddenly she can hear his voice, and while she doesn't exactly spring her eyes open, she clearly reacts, stirring. It sounds so far away. Is she under water? ...Tend to who? ]
Dizzy... c, cold. [ She mumbles. Nope. Not underwater, though the chill makes her feel like it. Still, she manages to push herself upright, feeling like she might hurl for the--well, entirely too many times tonight. She is blinking, trying to get a better look at Kazuma......who's still... naga? ] Did it wo...
[ She can't tell if it worked, which does not give her any confidence or warm fuzzy feelings she should be feeling. ]
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Maybe she just overslept. Maybe she broke the window playing catch with Kazuma-sama again--
Suddenly she can hear his voice, and while she doesn't exactly spring her eyes open, she clearly reacts, stirring. It sounds so far away. Is she under water? ...Tend to who? ]
Dizzy... c, cold. [ She mumbles. Nope. Not underwater, though the chill makes her feel like it. Still, she manages to push herself upright, feeling like she might hurl for the--well, entirely too many times tonight. She is blinking, trying to get a better look at Kazuma......who's still... naga? ] Did it wo...
[ She can't tell if it worked, which does not give her any confidence or warm fuzzy feelings she should be feeling. ]