[She opts to follow behind him instead of by his side; easier to think if she doesn't believe Kogami is watching.
It's... frustrating, and she bites the inside of her cheek. She's normally good at this - at least passable - but her control has been permanently traded by the screams in the memory. Like cupping water through the fingers.
Once they're both in the kitchen (that walk was too short, she doesn't remember most of it), Sakura obediently sits down somewhere out of the way, rubbing the welt on her left arm without comment. Whether she's too shy to talk or is out to make this difficult, who even knows at this point.]
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It's... frustrating, and she bites the inside of her cheek. She's normally good at this - at least passable - but her control has been permanently traded by the screams in the memory. Like cupping water through the fingers.
Once they're both in the kitchen (that walk was too short, she doesn't remember most of it), Sakura obediently sits down somewhere out of the way, rubbing the welt on her left arm without comment. Whether she's too shy to talk or is out to make this difficult, who even knows at this point.]