[Sakura listens without really taking it in, nodding absently as she swirls the red liquid that reminds her of blood in the glass. She jerks a little when Ino aims her question at her.
Does she really need to ask? It's obvious something happened. Regardless, she is a little thankful that she's having more tact than usual about it. She takes another slow sip and redirects.]
Tell me about yours first.
[There's even a small smile of encouragement... almost pleading that she not talk about her first. Tell her inane things that distract her from reality, that life is fleeting and short and she wonders when it's going to be her friends in the room with her and chakra and control isn't going to be enough to save them.]
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Does she really need to ask? It's obvious something happened. Regardless, she is a little thankful that she's having more tact than usual about it. She takes another slow sip and redirects.]
Tell me about yours first.
[There's even a small smile of encouragement... almost pleading that she not talk about her first. Tell her inane things that distract her from reality, that life is fleeting and short and she wonders when it's going to be her friends in the room with her and chakra and control isn't going to be enough to save them.]