[Hayame hates very much when the hints she thinks ought to be very clear turn out to be not- the product of different cultures and her own difficult personality. There is a moment when she doesn’t respond and instead keeps resituating herself, waiting until she has managed to roll herself over and present her back(s) before muttering,]
You are tired.
[She’d felt it through his shard. When the contact was so direct as that, body to soul… there was no hiding very well the cost of absorbing her Blight.]
You should rest properly before attempting to begin your day.
[And it was his mattress. She didn’t think he had another one lying around.]
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You are tired.
[She’d felt it through his shard. When the contact was so direct as that, body to soul… there was no hiding very well the cost of absorbing her Blight.]
You should rest properly before attempting to begin your day.
[And it was his mattress. She didn’t think he had another one lying around.]