[Konoha kind of wants to laugh. That's a funny idea. She even tries to, but it turns into a cough in the end and she has to hold on to the sides of the pool, fingernails digging in to the stone. But even with all that... the water felt good in the simplest of ways. It was cool on her fevered skin, it made her heavy body lighter, took the weight off her lungs...
In the end, she tries to pull her long hair from her face, presses her forehead to the cool tile floor, taking deeper breaths... and forces her fingers to let go, stretch out. Towards A2.]
Can you... keep hold of me? Just in case...
[Even though it felt much better there... she wasn't able to pretend like she still didn't feel weak. That she didn't still need help.
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In the end, she tries to pull her long hair from her face, presses her forehead to the cool tile floor, taking deeper breaths... and forces her fingers to let go, stretch out. Towards A2.]
Can you... keep hold of me? Just in case...
[Even though it felt much better there... she wasn't able to pretend like she still didn't feel weak. That she didn't still need help.
That she didn't want someone to stay with her.]