Week 4: Tuesday

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[Oh god there really isn't that much she can do about him.

... But Akechi cares about him a lot too. Ugh... God! She doesn't want to deal with this!! Akechi and their angel daughter would probably want her to do something.

So she does, dragging him away from the kitchen, somewhere quiet where they won't be disturbed.]

Hey!! Can you hear me?

[No chance of that, his heart stopped.]

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We're in the dining room.

[Since it's a weird time of day where nobody would be eating there.]

What was that?

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What was what? I don't...

[It's a miracle he doesn't have brain damage from that long without a heartbeat. He tries to sit up, sore and reaching for his burning face. The slap mark is probably clear as day right now.]

Everything's quite fuzzy, and it hurts...

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Your heart stopped for like four whole minutes?

Yeah, um. I panicked.

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It stopped...

[That's horrifying, and his heart is aching now, at the thought, at the way it had been unmoving for so long. He holds back a groan and touches his head, instead.]

I hate to admit this, but I don't feel very good at all...

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Uh, that might be the bruises and the heart stopping?

Has that happened before?

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No. I've had close calls, but it's never fully stopped before. I think.

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You think? Was it because of the ice in the kitchen? You said you didn't like the cold, right?

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I really can't recall a thing about being in the kitchen.

[He doesn't know!!]

The cold does make me feel weak, but it's never caused my heart to stop.

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... Just... how ill are you, kiddo?

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I've been told since I was born that I may only have a few months to live. It's that sort of thing. I do have a weak heart, but...

[For it to STOP?]

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[BOY]

You've made it to... high... school?

[She squints at him. Actually, she doesn't remember how old he is.]