Morning felt like the camp had been set to "almost."
Almost heavy. Almost normal. Almost quiet.
Snow fell slower than eyesight. Steam hovered above cups like it didn't want to commit to rising.
Hikari half-rolled, half-slid off her cot and only didn't faceplant because the blanket followed her at arm's length like an obedient pet. She blinked at her own hand, which hung a finger above the mattress before it bothered to touch.
"Good morning" Raizen said from the crate beside her. He passed a cup - careful, fingers under the rim so the weird layer between skin and world would let it transfer. "Sip. Slowly."
She did. The water took an extra heartbeat to arrive in her mouth, like even liquids were negotiating contracts now. "Is it… over?"
"For you?" He glanced at the tiny dial clipped to the cot frame, and let out a tiny smile. "Mostly. You'll bump into invisible things for a short while. Even I have it sometimes"
