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[takeyour_soul]

[In light of recent events, Maka has sequestered herself in the back of the library. Nobody has tried to kill her there, after all.]

I'm okay... I'm okay...

[She's taking deep breaths, but if it's to keep herself from screaming in frustration or bursting into tears is kind of uncertain.]

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[eupathetic]

[He's been sitting by the back to have some peace to himself, but even that's failed. So he takes to glancing at Maka for a good measure while she's taking deep breaths.]

You don't sound like it.

[takeyour_soul]

I...

Yeah, sorry.

[eupathetic]

[There's an awkward silence as he straightens in the chair and shifts his gaze elsewhere.]

You could write about it.

[takeyour_soul]

Ah. Ahahahaha.... Y-you sound like me.

"Write about how you feel, that'll make it easier to deal with!"

...I don't know if I can quite yet.

[eupathetic]

I was only saying what came to my mind. I don't write about my problems.

Then try resting.

[takeyour_soul]

[Zuko may notice she's shaking a little.]

I... I'm not sure if I can do that, either.

[eupathetic]

[He is not good with this, darn the gods.]

Exactly what happened that you can't sit still?

[takeyour_soul]

I... I keep losing. People keep trying to kill me and I don't know how I can stop it.

...I don't know how to fight like this.

[eupathetic]

Fight back. No matter how many times you lose, you shouldn't give up.

You'll just have to keep moving.

[takeyour_soul]

I know that. I know that, but... It's just hard to get back up again right away. Sometimes.

[eupathetic]

Sometimes. You're still getting back up in the end. You don't always have to do it immediately.

[takeyour_soul]

Y-Yeah. Thank you, Zuko.

[eupathetic]

Why are you thanking me?

[takeyour_soul]

Just for listening and talking to me... You didn't have to do that.

[eupathetic]

I happened to be sitting close. You didn't have to, either.

[takeyour_soul]

Can't you just accept my thanks? It would make this a lot easier.