Oh, why had she gotten up? Curling up again on the floor sounded so much better.

But pride kept her upright and she found herself moving despite herself to wrap the towel around her, fingers twitching even as it snapped back together. Her breathing was heavy, face flushed as her system went into overdrive to repair itself, and it was only the sort of numbness that came with shock that kept her from even crying out.

"Yes," she said with the same sort of bland numbness, "yes, it's healing. I can- hear it healing."

She had to swallow in between.

she looked up to Hajime then, her eyesight blurry, but the look on his face, combined with the colour of it, made her look unsettled.

"Don't get sick on us now," she warned, though it lost its usual bite, sounding feeble compared to the coolness she usually spoke with.