[week four - wednesday]

[ceded]

[ How much more of this does she have to endure?

Can she just, maybe, pretend to be asleep next time someone comes in, or will the just wake her up to yell at her?

She wishes she could run, and maybe for the first time in her life she recognizes it for the childish impulse that it is. But that doesn't stop her from wanting to get away from this. From her mistakes, from this game, from everything.

Xion is awake and staring at the wall, exhausted in so many different ways, when Harry comes in. She doesn't even look at him; she registered his presence, realized immediately who it was, and shuts her eyes. ]

... if you're here to ask me what I was thinking, I ... don't really know what to say.

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[expelliarmed]

[ Harry doesn't say anything at first, eyes lingering on her as he catalogues her injuries. He's only caught snippets of what happened, and after what happened to Jason and Shinnosuke, perhaps he should feel relieved that Xion could still see and speak.

It's awfully difficult to feel relieved about anything just now, though.

He drags over a chair and sits on it so the back is facing her, before he leans forward on it to rest his chin on his arms. ]

I'm not, actually. [ Look, he's the last person to give someone flack for trying something dangerous and reckless. That's how you get things done. ] I'm here to see how you're doing. Do you need anything?