[Oh, right. She's sick and barely able to hold her weight. Sakura nearly forgot those minor details, so engrossed with her and Rin's conversation, but the moment she tries to stand is when sick exhaustion floods the color from her face.
She won't fall. It'll just be a slow, steady limp to the finish line.
Though if Rin thinks she's getting away with doing her laundry and Sakura sitting there like an invalid-- well, that will be a conversation for later. Zaveid's presence has set her on the defense again, and the casual way Rin orders him about is a reminder of their relationship. The spirit is Rin's ally, not hers.]
... I'm ready, Zaveid-san. [Said after a small nod to Rin. She folds her hands in front of her, shoulders squared like she's prepared for battle]
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She won't fall. It'll just be a slow, steady limp to the finish line.
Though if Rin thinks she's getting away with doing her laundry and Sakura sitting there like an invalid-- well, that will be a conversation for later. Zaveid's presence has set her on the defense again, and the casual way Rin orders him about is a reminder of their relationship. The spirit is Rin's ally, not hers.]
... I'm ready, Zaveid-san. [Said after a small nod to Rin. She folds her hands in front of her, shoulders squared like she's prepared for battle]