[The wind blows in the background; for now, Syaoran takes a breath, as if to speak. Then he pauses, silent for a few moments but for some belabored breathing. Then:]
...The forest.
Are they--? ...
[He falls silent. Footsteps begin, slow, heavy, a continuous rhythm of them.]
...They have to be.
I need to--
[...] Princess--
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Still, she couldn't help but venture outside, to that tree she made with her magic. She said it was for Syaoran. In a sense, it was, although Woody and flowery probably made it while being out of control without that in mind. She liked to think so.
She sits at the base of the tree, hoping that maybe Syaoran will come there. She couldn't help but fret over him-- he had been acting so strangely lately!-- and this was how she was going to show it, instead of potentially bothering him, which was the last thing she wanted to do.]
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He wasn't expecting to find Sakura there. Either of them. He had just--
...Well. He didn't know.
He stops; he hesitates. He should walk away, but he can't.]
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Syaoran-kun!
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He loosens his grip on the sword he holds, but doesn't release it -- he can't. Somehow, even when it's her in front of him, he can't.]
Sakura-san...
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Why is your sword out? Did you run into some of the monsters?
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[He's silent for a moment. He certainly does look like he's run into trouble -- scuffed, with torn clothes... Though it's more like the monsters were unfortunate enough to run into him.]
... I did.
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[She steps closer to him. Worried Sakura has her instincts.]
Are you alright, Syaoran-kun?
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No-- I'm fine.
[He takes a step away from her.]
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...If you're sure.
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It's frightening to realize that he can't control himself, but it's true; he's lunging forward with a cry and before he can stop himself. Hien remains sheathed, but with his strength behind a swing, it wouldn't be without damage.]
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