[She can't doubt what he's feeling when his shard is in her hand. Even though she wants to, even though she undoubtedly would have fallen back on her instinct to doubt and distrust otherwise... there is no denying it when she's touching his soul. He's relieved, and she cannot find anything lurking behind it.
Hayame waits until she is sure, until the color and numbness has largely faded from her fingers before she finally answers,]
... Better.
[The exhaustion lingers, she had barely slept, yet still... better. She can actually feel the physical weight of his shard in her hand now, not just the mental weight. She would be in his debt, now, he has "saved" her... and it chafes, but-]
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Hayame waits until she is sure, until the color and numbness has largely faded from her fingers before she finally answers,]
... Better.
[The exhaustion lingers, she had barely slept, yet still... better. She can actually feel the physical weight of his shard in her hand now, not just the mental weight. She would be in his debt, now, he has "saved" her... and it chafes, but-]
... and you?