[ There's been a lot on Yoshizawa's mind since they woke from their nightmares. The same can probably be said of all of them, of course, both her friends from home and the others she's met since arriving in the Void. But it's a lot; even the times sleeping since then have found themselves filled with the nightmares of the things she saw, of Loki holding Akechi's body like it were his own, of rivers of blood as deep as her ankles, Senpai's dead body scattered uselessly around, everywhere. They're images that she can't seem to pull from her mind, imprinted across her brain whenever her eyes close, a sick feeling in her stomach that leaves her waking each time feeling even more tired than when she went to sleep in the first place.
It's something she knows she needs to talk about it, and when it comes down to it, Ren's the person with whom she wants to talk, even if he's probably the worst candidate for such a discussion. It's for that reason that she heads to Heavenly Blanc when she knows he's due to be there, a quiet concern written on her faceβ
βand a breath of relief on her lips when she finds the place empty of visitors. ]
for ren
It's something she knows she needs to talk about it, and when it comes down to it, Ren's the person with whom she wants to talk, even if he's probably the worst candidate for such a discussion. It's for that reason that she heads to Heavenly Blanc when she knows he's due to be there, a quiet concern written on her faceβ
βand a breath of relief on her lips when she finds the place empty of visitors. ]
Um, Senpai?
[ Yoshizawa crosses the floor of the bar/cafΓ©, moving over to the counter and taking a seat, just as she has at home so many times before...
...and yet so different. ]
I was wondering if you have time to talk?