[ It's not a nice image on which to think back. Her brain's deep enough in it that she doesn't even really pay complete attention to the hand on her back, even as its presence helps her to calm down enough that she can pull herself from the worst of the memories, from the blood and her own voice screaming the horror she felt upon seeing what the cognitive Akechi was doing to her senpai, over and over and over.
Another deep breath, and Yoshizawa nods. ]
The cognitive Akechi-san, he was... murdering cognitions of you, Senpai. ...L-Lots of them.
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her own voice screamingthe horror she felt upon seeing what the cognitive Akechi was doing to her senpai, over and over and over.Another deep breath, and Yoshizawa nods. ]
The cognitive Akechi-san, he was... murdering cognitions of you, Senpai. ...L-Lots of them.