[ 'I won't leave you.' The voice in her head more closely matches the conviction she feels, though she still moves sluggishly until Kazuma moves himself to the edge of the bed. She follows, swinging her legs over with renewed motivation, even as they protest leaving the comfort and warmth.
She still doesn't quite have the words, so her hand finds his shoulder instead. There's a gentle squeeze of support before she pushes herself off, turning to face him once she is standing. Watching him, ever patient. ]
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She still doesn't quite have the words, so her hand finds his shoulder instead. There's a gentle squeeze of support before she pushes herself off, turning to face him once she is standing. Watching him, ever patient. ]