I blinked.
"A week…?"
[Absolute Awareness].
[Perfect Estimate].
It had been a week already?!
How…
Well, I knew how, but was that the cost of these deductions of mine? Did the toll on my mind grow so immense that I'd lost myself in its depths for so long?
Kuvie's reprimand continued:
"Yes. A week! We kept trying to talk to you, but the only stimuli you responded to was when we put food and water in your hands. I really want to know what led you to be like this."
Hearing her, I rubbed my forehead, still reeling from the shock.
"I was accessing information."
Reazue popped in, a rather dangerous curiosity shining subtly in his eyes. "Information about what?
My eye twitched. "…No. I was trying to figure out why I felt such an immense unease the night we left."
Reazue tilted his head, providing a calmer counterpart to Kuvie's exasperation. "So did you find out what it was?"
