[week one - friday]

[ The investigation today left her so ... tired. It's the first time she's ever seen a body. She wasn't in either of the groups that actually found evidence, but ... when they all converged in the graveyard, what they talked about and saw...

... tired. Tired, tired, tired.

For one reason or another, she finds herself seeking Shinnosuke out. She wants ... to talk to him, not even being quite sure what to say.

Still, she wasn't expecting it to be as easy as running into him in the hotel lobby. ]

... Shinnosuke?

[week one - saturday]

[ Before she isolates herself - before she tries to hide away - Xion goes for a walk.

She hasn't even gone back to her room to see Pluto yet, which feels a little mean. But she feels so ... so tired, so ... thin. Thin is a strange word to use, but it's all that occurs. She feels ... like she's being pulled apart, and there's almost no substance left to her.

Walk. Move. Clear your head. It feels weird ... that in a whole week, she hasn't had to do any fighting at all.

Xion pauses in her walking when she realizes where her feet have taken her automatically -- the graveyard.

How morbid.

And yet.... despite everything, she still associates a sense of peace with this quiet place. Xion steps in, moving without thinking towards her own grave and settling down before it.

Given the day's events, she's not expecting to be interrupted. ]

... will we ... have to put Tiara, here?

[ so faintly, meant to be said to herself. ]