[ Later, when Nao is processing everything that's happening between them here today, she might realize it, that it's possible he was deflecting her comment because he was embarrassed. She doesn't miss that his cheeks have flushed. She caught it, looking between his face and the damage the disease has wrought throughout his body. It coincides with her comment and his addressing Shiro-chan.
Right now, she's worried for him and she's scared and her heart is too loud in her ears and she can't -- she can't do anything, can she? She can't -- she can.
She forgets sometimes that she drank the blue potion, that she can use that small magic as a pain reliever despite that she uses it often when the scar on her upper left arm hurts. It won't stop the roots, but it can help him feel even just slightly better, so she doesn't hesitate to place her hand atop his chest where she might otherwise have done just that and fallen off the bed. It takes the form you're used to, BB had said. What she's used to is directly channeling spiritual energy, manipulating and controlling it. It's what she does now, but instead of casting it like a blanket, she wills it to flow through him to ease the pain he's feeling. ]
You're stalling.
[ She feels a sudden pang in her upper left arm. She ignores it and stifles a small cough, stubbornly swallowing another petal. The taste of her own blood lingers, having clung in the back of her throat. ]
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Right now, she's worried for him and she's scared and her heart is too loud in her ears and she can't -- she can't do anything, can she? She can't -- she can.
She forgets sometimes that she drank the blue potion, that she can use that small magic as a pain reliever despite that she uses it often when the scar on her upper left arm hurts. It won't stop the roots, but it can help him feel even just slightly better, so she doesn't hesitate to place her hand atop his chest where she might otherwise have done just that and fallen off the bed. It takes the form you're used to, BB had said. What she's used to is directly channeling spiritual energy, manipulating and controlling it. It's what she does now, but instead of casting it like a blanket, she wills it to flow through him to ease the pain he's feeling. ]
You're stalling.
[ She feels a sudden pang in her upper left arm. She ignores it and stifles a small cough, stubbornly swallowing another petal. The taste of her own blood lingers, having clung in the back of her throat. ]