[ Tsubasa gets the message. She lets her forehead touch Nachetanya's, lets her breathe, gives her a moment for them both to catch their breath. She hears what she's saying, and she lets the moment linger; she's not used to showing her vulnerability like this, to exposing this part of herself to the light, but in the chaos of today and in the midst of the games they play, it's a moment of repose.
She never thought exposing that weakness would be so refreshing, even though that weakness doesn't show on her face. Her headache persists, though, and the beating in her chest does, too. ]
Your situation and mine are worlds apart. ...But I understand you.
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She never thought exposing that weakness would be so refreshing, even though that weakness doesn't show on her face. Her headache persists, though, and the beating in her chest does, too. ]
Your situation and mine are worlds apart. ...But I understand you.