Her eyes were red raw and bloodshot from crying, but her expression was steady and hard by the time she entered the cafeteria. The nurse had let her wash her face before coming, and the cool water had helped a little. She still felt tired though, and hollow, too hollow to be able to feel the grief properly although she was sure that it would hit her again later.
She grabbed breakfast after a little detour to the bulletin board. Something fun was what she needed, something to keep her mind occupied. The nurse filled her plate, Rangiku too distracted to want to bother even with food for once. She scanned the room, nearly collapsing in relief when she saw Hitsugaya sitting at one table and then feeling a surge of guilt because there was no familiar head of red hair anywhere.
She took the tray and headed over towards where she saw Gin, needing some kind of reassuring presence for now, but paused, her eyes widening in shock, when she recognised the person sitting with him. Kira? Kira was here?
This could not be good.
She moved towards them more quickly, coming up behind Kira and setting her tray down, pushing over towards Gin's. Leaning over, she grasped Kira's wrist lightly. "Don't touch it," she murmured softly, nudging the knife to one side with her other hand. "It'll get you sedated, and I can't take any more of my friends being hurt right now." She cleared her throat and headed around the table to sit next to Gin, leaning against him comfortably and wrapping his arm around her, not making any move to even touch her food.
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Her eyes were red raw and bloodshot from crying, but her expression was steady and hard by the time she entered the cafeteria. The nurse had let her wash her face before coming, and the cool water had helped a little. She still felt tired though, and hollow, too hollow to be able to feel the grief properly although she was sure that it would hit her again later.
She grabbed breakfast after a little detour to the bulletin board. Something fun was what she needed, something to keep her mind occupied. The nurse filled her plate, Rangiku too distracted to want to bother even with food for once. She scanned the room, nearly collapsing in relief when she saw Hitsugaya sitting at one table and then feeling a surge of guilt because there was no familiar head of red hair anywhere.
She took the tray and headed over towards where she saw Gin, needing some kind of reassuring presence for now, but paused, her eyes widening in shock, when she recognised the person sitting with him. Kira? Kira was here?
This could not be good.
She moved towards them more quickly, coming up behind Kira and setting her tray down, pushing over towards Gin's. Leaning over, she grasped Kira's wrist lightly. "Don't touch it," she murmured softly, nudging the knife to one side with her other hand. "It'll get you sedated, and I can't take any more of my friends being hurt right now." She cleared her throat and headed around the table to sit next to Gin, leaning against him comfortably and wrapping his arm around her, not making any move to even touch her food.