[ Notably she has not tried to sock a guard in the godsdamned face, though the thought has passed her mind. Forced compliance is never something to be fond of, but without her normal spells at her disposal, she's finding herself less inclined to cause a fuss. At least for now.
And that is heavy on her mind--the fact that she can feel nothing in the world around her. Himeka spends quite a bit of time by herself looking at her fingertips as if willing aether to collect at them upon command. Like it's supposed to. Like it always has done before she ever realized what she was doing. Weaving aether has just been as natural as breathing.
Yet now she is without. ]
Hm?
[ Looks up at the sound of a voice, gaze flitting about before it settles on a man holding out something very precious. ]
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And that is heavy on her mind--the fact that she can feel nothing in the world around her. Himeka spends quite a bit of time by herself looking at her fingertips as if willing aether to collect at them upon command. Like it's supposed to. Like it always has done before she ever realized what she was doing. Weaving aether has just been as natural as breathing.
Yet now she is without. ]
Hm?
[ Looks up at the sound of a voice, gaze flitting about before it settles on a man holding out something very precious. ]
For me?
[ She blinks once before gingerly accepting it. ]
Thank you--...though, won't you be hungry?