[Outside some dark circles under her eyes and her looking generally droopy, she seems fine! No signs of her being ill.]
I don't mind, no. It wasn't anything weird, though... just what I normally do. I went to that, um.... that thing with Cater-san at the virtual rooms, and I talked to a few people, did my kendo training... tried to have some supper...
[She rests her head against one of her hands, nearly nodding off again mid-sentence. Mmn, no, keep it together, Hikaru.]
Sorry, um... I guess I'm not really feeling myself right now.
[Oh Hikaru, you are not doing much about curbing his concerns. He doesn't quite stamp his feet on the ground, but something similar to nervous energy makes its way all the way down to his hooves]
And you do not feel feverish?
[She doesn't look it, but he wants to eliminate all possible routes before he starts asking more questions]
... Did you speak of anything that might incur a penalty or the wrath of the Realm?
I don't think so? The rules were, um... just... don't say your leader, and don't... don't, um... the... thing about the memories. Talking about a memory? Yeah... I did that already. I think.
[She looks mildly frustrated just trying to sort this out, swirling her spoon in her bowl.]
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I don't mind, no. It wasn't anything weird, though... just what I normally do. I went to that, um.... that thing with Cater-san at the virtual rooms, and I talked to a few people, did my kendo training... tried to have some supper...
[She rests her head against one of her hands, nearly nodding off again mid-sentence. Mmn, no, keep it together, Hikaru.]
Sorry, um... I guess I'm not really feeling myself right now.
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And you do not feel feverish?
[She doesn't look it, but he wants to eliminate all possible routes before he starts asking more questions]
... Did you speak of anything that might incur a penalty or the wrath of the Realm?
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I don't think so? The rules were, um... just... don't say your leader, and don't... don't, um... the... thing about the memories. Talking about a memory? Yeah... I did that already. I think.
[She looks mildly frustrated just trying to sort this out, swirling her spoon in her bowl.]
Mm.... My cereal's all soggy.
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Either you are naturally tired for reasons we can't discern -- perhaps stress -- or this was done to you.
[And that last part sounds... heavy, but frankly, it's all Chiron can see. Either her sleep deprivation is natural, or it isn't.]
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[Parrotted, confused.]
Like what? Like... a medicine? I don't take any medicine...