Ilia stepped deliberately into the room. Her heart was pounding, but as she had stepped in she had been certain there were voices. Could it be that what Lana said was true...?
She glanced around, barely conscious of the fact that she was panting for breath. Frantically, she took in the scene. Rose, looking pale, but up and alive. Alive! And wearing nothing but a sweatshirt that was too big for her, making her look smaller than ever. Another listless girl and a young man were in the room, but Ilia's mind was a single-lane road.
Ilia released Seishin's hand and rushed over, stopping just short of her previously dead companion. "Rose! Rose you're..."
She didn't know what to say. She wanted to hug her, to touch her, but she didn't know if that was permissible or even safe. Maybe Rose would crumble under her touch. It made her feel even more hopeless than before.
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Ilia stepped deliberately into the room. Her heart was pounding, but as she had stepped in she had been certain there were voices. Could it be that what Lana said was true...?
She glanced around, barely conscious of the fact that she was panting for breath. Frantically, she took in the scene. Rose, looking pale, but up and alive. Alive! And wearing nothing but a sweatshirt that was too big for her, making her look smaller than ever. Another listless girl and a young man were in the room, but Ilia's mind was a single-lane road.
Ilia released Seishin's hand and rushed over, stopping just short of her previously dead companion. "Rose! Rose you're..."
She didn't know what to say. She wanted to hug her, to touch her, but she didn't know if that was permissible or even safe. Maybe Rose would crumble under her touch. It made her feel even more hopeless than before.