[The feed cuts on to Naminé still looking a little drowsy, propping herself with an arm. She must be holding the gear with her other hand.]

What day... hn...

[There's a pause as she mentally calculates how long she's been out of it. To those who know her, her eyes seem visibly sadder.]

I'm... sorry if I worried anyone. I'm alright now. I think I ( Read more... )