[ Haruka's head snaps back, choking on a yell - it comes out anyway, a jumble of sounds that got stuck in her throat on the way out. Her body heaves up into Michiru's hand, pulse racing as stars burst in her head; her back lifts off the rim of the tub, and she stares up at the ceiling for a moment before settling down, eyes closing again. The wave's broken. Now, she drifts.
Her chest rises and falls in time to the water now splashing about both of them from the suddenness of her motions. She needs a moment. Maybe two. ]
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Her chest rises and falls in time to the water now splashing about both of them from the suddenness of her motions. She needs a moment. Maybe two. ]