It's not as bad as it was before, admittedly. It's not like it was in the ocean level, where the water was cold and it tasted of salt and it was all too familiar, just like the death that he keeps trying to shake his memories of.
But even so, he's drenched, and he's not very happy about it at all--and despite himself, he's shaking too, small tremors that he can't quite stop, even as his heart rate speeds up and his breathing catches.]
O... Otome?
[... He didn't want to be seen like this--he's going to hastily try to stand, staggering a little more from the vertigo than anything.]
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It's not as bad as it was before, admittedly. It's not like it was in the ocean level, where the water was cold and it tasted of salt and it was all too familiar, just like the death that he keeps trying to shake his memories of.
But even so, he's drenched, and he's not very happy about it at all--and despite himself, he's shaking too, small tremors that he can't quite stop, even as his heart rate speeds up and his breathing catches.]
O... Otome?
[... He didn't want to be seen like this--he's going to hastily try to stand, staggering a little more from the vertigo than anything.]