[Automatically she makes to jerk her hand away the second the vision ends, her vision swimming briefly. It takes her brain a few seconds to parse away what him and what's herself, what feels are his, thoughts and pains, trying to dissect them from her own.]
I'm sorry.
[She gasps out, automatic but no less genuine, and her eyes wide with panic that he might get belatedly angry and lash out at her.]
I'm so sorry, I-- [She looks down at the bracelet, wishing it all could have waited just a few seconds long, then it hopefully, maybe, wouldn't have been a worry at all.
She can still taste blood on her lips and the sting of tears in her eyes, though none gather in her own; even in the face off all of that raw emotion Yuri can't form tears.]
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I'm sorry.
[She gasps out, automatic but no less genuine, and her eyes wide with panic that he might get belatedly angry and lash out at her.]
I'm so sorry, I-- [She looks down at the bracelet, wishing it all could have waited just a few seconds long, then it hopefully, maybe, wouldn't have been a worry at all.
She can still taste blood on her lips and the sting of tears in her eyes, though none gather in her own; even in the face off all of that raw emotion Yuri can't form tears.]