Just drowning in by himself and it would have been easy for Konoha to just slip away, to tune it out in favor of the stuffiness in her head and the heat of fever dreams, more a jumble of disconnected thoughts and visions than actual sleep. But he prompts for her to ask, and after a moment, arms tightening around him momentarily as she struggles to put a hoof down right, she does, her voice muffled in his shoulder.]
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Just drowning in by himself and it would have been easy for Konoha to just slip away, to tune it out in favor of the stuffiness in her head and the heat of fever dreams, more a jumble of disconnected thoughts and visions than actual sleep. But he prompts for her to ask, and after a moment, arms tightening around him momentarily as she struggles to put a hoof down right, she does, her voice muffled in his shoulder.]
What do you mean?
[Just a bit farther... she can smell the water.]