[The best thing about text: she can actually hide her scared face, and the trembling fingers clutching her phone. Sheryl Nome isn't supposed to look scared. She isn't supposed to be on the brink of death — again. She and Hajime are supposed to put on some kind of party, she has Eno to watch over, she's made friends in unexpected places, she can't die.
"If I'm going die... it'll have to be on stage." But she can't tell Tsuzuki that; it'll just worry him even more, and he already saw her very sick once.
And she briefly wonders if her own father was as kind as him.]
can i come over to your temple?
[For once, she can't even trust herself to type more. This conversation seems more suitable in person.]
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"If I'm going die... it'll have to be on stage." But she can't tell Tsuzuki that; it'll just worry him even more, and he already saw her very sick once.
And she briefly wonders if her own father was as kind as him.]
can i come over to your temple?
[For once, she can't even trust herself to type more. This conversation seems more suitable in person.]