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[ As soon as everyone managed to drag themselves back to the dorm, Koharu hurriedly went to grab what she could from the cafeteria; between the kitchen and the small common area, there's snacks to eat and stuff to drink! So that's... something, right, everyone is totally in the mood to eat, right....

Anyway, she spends a lot of the time pacing worriedly around the dorm, but every so often she'll peek in to wherever any of the others are: ]

How are you doing? Are you sure you don't need me to grab anything else for you...? It isn't a problem for me to go get anything, promise!

[Brisa isn't doing too great.

Her eyes have been darting around back and forth ever since they returned to the gymnasium. She jumped when spoken to and when everyone headed back to their dorms, she stayed behind, arms wrapped around herself and keeping her eyes to the floor.

Back in the Yakuyoke dorm, she's sitting with her knees against her chest and arms wrapped around them. Dove's snack run is appreciated, but it's not like she has much of an appetite. To make her efforts worth it though, she speaks up.]

Some... Water or the boxed juice if you please.

Of course! Here!

[ She's super quick to hand Brisa... both a water bottle and a juice box. ]

Take both! It should help.

[ How so? Well, don't ask her, actually. ]

Thank you.

[She'll take both, gratefully, although her face is still glum.]

... I'm still seeing things. I don't know how long it will last.

[ Once it becomes obvious the effects from the cave are more long lasting than when they were physically there, Mizi sinks into a bitter, acrid mood. She hates herself for somehow avoiding taking on any of the brunt herself, even if she'd only been trying to think about Dove's safety. Did she subconsciously want this result? Want the others to suffer in her stead so she could get off scot-free? Those thoughts consume her, resent towards herself crystallizing like burnt sugar at the bottom of a pan.

She stops sleeping in her room, relegating herself to the couch and to sitting by the door like a guard dog without a purpose, gun in hand. When people visit, she answers — and she stays up well into the night making sure no one comes by. She should at least be good for something.

All those among their number who are affected who try to leave or even just enter the living room — she interjects nigh immediately. ]

You shouldn't — [ This comes out of a place of protectiveness and worry, amped up after all they had done for her just a few days ago... but it's also assertive, aggressive, in a way. Even if she has to force it, she doesn't want to let any of them push themselves back out into the school until they're feeling better. ] What did you want? I'll just do it.

[soooome time after the cave thing is over...

a polite knock.]

[ After a deliberate pause following the knock, she opens it a crack to see who it is. Not recognizing him, she asks the very first thing that comes to mind: ]

...Did you need something?

No.

[holds up bag of cafeteria food things.]

If you should like to stay in, I've ensured enough for your group.

[ inspecting the food... just when she was going to go out herself. She opens the door wider. ]

Um... thanks. [ ... ] Were you not affected on that "field trip," or something?

[ That's her kneejerk assumption — only people in states like that could go play instacart, right??? ]

I was. But this helps with my condition.

[ Trying to wave him inside — ]

...Well, I wasn't. [ bluntly. ] How is doing this supposed to be helping you?

[stepping in with a polite nod]

... engaging with my own humanity, you could say.

That is, interacting with others, in fact, helps.

[ Shutting the door behind him, and offering to take the bag of food off his hands.

Then, she makes a small noise of understanding at his explanation. ]

Your own "humanity?"

I am not human.

But I was human, once.

I find that I can manage the inhuman side of myself wanting to berserk by taking this approach.

[ The concept would have startled her a few weeks ago — now, she's only left with wary curiosity. She can't help the slight suspicions tint her gaze takes on, perhaps feeling overly protective of her classmates. ]

So you won't hurt anyone, you mean.

[valid, honestly. he's certainly not offended.]

Some of it is also pure self-preservation.

I won't claim only altruism.

But yes. I'd rather not hurt anyone over my own fears.

[ She dips her head down, looking thoughtful. ]

I understand... [ If it's something out of his control, well... it's not something she can really hold against him. At the very least, he's here trying to combat it. ] Did being in those caves remind you of it?

It's a constant reminder, in this place.

The caves just had... a very vivid vision.

[The door opens, revealing the other Yakuyoke girl with the ribbons in her hair. She looks tired and upon seeing the visitor, her eyes widen and there's a small yelp because he's on fire...!]

[... No, no he's not. She's still hallucinating and Fio gathers herself and takes a deep breath, shakily greeting him with an apology.]

I'm... I'm sorry. I'm out of sorts. This is no way to greet a guest.

[............ the want to check his face to make sure there's no worms coming out at that reaction, but no. c-calm. caaaaaaaaaaaaaalm. don't blort out and lose control over so little, Arkham Raven!

he manages to keep a straight face.]

... it's alright.

My classmate Ji has an effect where he sees everyone as having grotesque injuries.

Is... Is that so?

[It's little relief to know that other people are also plagued with illusions, but it's something. Fio swallows and nods.]

I'm... Seeing people set alight and being burnt alive.

[She'll just leave out being chased by a big firebird spirit out of it, it's all fake anyway. Fake, but awful.]

I know it's fake, but even the smell is uncanny.

Ah. In that case, I won't linger too long.

[holds up bag of foods]

I mostly came by to ensure your group's seen to.

That's... Very kind of you.

[She's not sure if she has much of an appetite, but it's better to eat just a little than nothing at all.]

And dutiful. You didn't have to, but you did anyway.

... it helps me, as well, with handling my own troubles from the effects.

... Would it be too much to ask what you're seeing? Horrible as the illusions are, all of it just makes me run away.

Fortunately, I don't think it's made me want to endanger anyone.

... the illusion I saw was myself doing harm to others without care.

[Hm. She takes it well, regardless.]

Understood. Is there anyone else that you're aware of that are suffering illusions in the same vein as we are aside from the classmate you mentioned?

... Azure with Kenkou thoroughly believes his group is dead and he's the sole survivor.

[ Here is where I say Nei has been spending the last few days since the test of courage either keeping to herself (including yes, taking her frustrations out by training... a lot! with her new second katana!) but when she isn't...

She's being oddly clingy towards her classmates in particular, insisting on accompanying them wherever, or never being too far behind, occasionally staring very intently from around the corner, or even straight up approaching as if to check for injuries. You know, just in case. ]

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