[She's never been one for talking past her endurance, but this silence is difficult to weather. Sakura only drags her tired, strained eyesight off the floor to peek at Rin when enough time has passed. A cautious hand is lifted, hovering between them as if preparing to reach out, before the motion is aborted and she curls a loose fist against her chest instead.]
Tohsaka-senpai. [The formality spills out, thick and awkward.] Um... it'll be morning soon, so we shouldn't we leave?
[Aborting their overdue conversation? Yes, perhaps. Sakura doesn't doubt her own cowardice, but the more pressing issue is how she can feel her body sagging from the physical strain of remaining awake and alert. She made a promise to walk out of the treehouse on her own two feet]
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Tohsaka-senpai. [The formality spills out, thick and awkward.] Um... it'll be morning soon, so we shouldn't we leave?
[Aborting their overdue conversation? Yes, perhaps. Sakura doesn't doubt her own cowardice, but the more pressing issue is how she can feel her body sagging from the physical strain of remaining awake and alert. She made a promise to walk out of the treehouse on her own two feet]