@ochazos asks ' β how long has it been since you've slept? β '
"I don't know." Yukari's response came out as a weak murmur, her head hanging low and her gaze focused upon the space between her feet. She didn't have it in her to look up at the cerulean Fool, not when her mind was caught in a vicious galestorm of emotion. It seemed as if both decades and only a handful of moments had passed since Ryoji had revealed the truth of his existence, the existence of Nyx... the certainty of the Fall and the end of the world. The offer that Death made to erase their memories of the Dark Hour and let them be comforted by the bliss of ignorance before the Fall repeated in her mind... and every time it looped, a different question revealed itself. In the end, though, it came down to one damnably simple, yet difficult question.
What should we do?
A weary sigh left the Lovers as she dug deep and found the energy to look up at the Fool through the caramel fringe of her bangs. Was it her, or did he look just as troubled as she felt? Shoving her hair out of the way of her gaze, a wan smile appeared. "I'm not the only one that hasn't been sleeping, though... am I?"
