It was hard to convince someone otherwise in the state she was in; Tsubaki wasn’t blind to how much weeping alone in a bathroom gave away.
Brushing away another trail of wetness, she pulled the door opened fully and stepped out of her poor hiding spot. Perhaps it was just being on her feet or having someone with her, but she felt less like she was going to come apart at the seams if she didn’t get a moment to herself. “Really,” Tsubaki tried again. She smiled down at the girl in return, a faint, resigned expression that impressed the point.
Nothing was really okay, and there was no point in trying to deny how she‘d been caught, but she didn’t need to say that. Tsubaki believed she would be okay soon, and that was enough right then.
“With everything that goes on here, last night was… a little too much at once, that’s all.” She brought her arm up to clean her face more proactively. It wasn’t a lie. The Institute was tough any day with the staff, the nightshifts, the disappearances, the more violent episodes that kept on happening, but in Tsubaki’s case… there’d been her parents, her visitors… and her brother… The bodily pain of that phantom stab wound was really nothing in comparison to the rest of it. “Thank you, though. I didn’t want to be a bother, but being out there with the nurses…”
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Brushing away another trail of wetness, she pulled the door opened fully and stepped out of her poor hiding spot. Perhaps it was just being on her feet or having someone with her, but she felt less like she was going to come apart at the seams if she didn’t get a moment to herself. “Really,” Tsubaki tried again. She smiled down at the girl in return, a faint, resigned expression that impressed the point.
Nothing was really okay, and there was no point in trying to deny how she‘d been caught, but she didn’t need to say that. Tsubaki believed she would be okay soon, and that was enough right then.
“With everything that goes on here, last night was… a little too much at once, that’s all.” She brought her arm up to clean her face more proactively. It wasn’t a lie. The Institute was tough any day with the staff, the nightshifts, the disappearances, the more violent episodes that kept on happening, but in Tsubaki’s case… there’d been her parents, her visitors… and her brother… The bodily pain of that phantom stab wound was really nothing in comparison to the rest of it. “Thank you, though. I didn’t want to be a bother, but being out there with the nurses…”