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Rest had been welcomed when Mitsu had gotten back to the dorms. She had barely made it through the door and into bed when her eyes had closed once again welcoming her into darkness.

It seemed luck was on the lycan's side, her sleep was dreamless, void and black. Her mind was too weary to fabricate a nightmare or even a memory. Instead there was only timeless darkness until she opened her eyes next. Blinking her eyes a few times it took Mitsu a moment to realize where she was. As if the room she was safe and sound inside was actually the dream she had missed out on.

Every muscle complained as soon as she shifted, an angry throbbing greeting her head. Slowly a hand came up and touched the tender wounds finding the dried blood in her hair. She had been too tired to shower, it hadn't even cross her mind.

"Shun?" Her voice nearly cracked, not quite up to speed after having just woken up.

As soon as she heard Shun's voice faint murmurs seemed to follow. It made Mitsu lift her head for a moment trying to discern where the voices were coming from. She was used to hearing things that some failed to catch but it was unnerving hearing things and unable to pin point the location. The voices sounded distant but at the same time close.

"I...I suppose. How did you sleep?" She asked, flinching lightly as she laid her head back down. Mitsu was fairly certain she had done a fair amount of damage to her own head, tentatively touching the area trying to access the damage. "Are you hurt badly?"

"Sore mostly..." At least that's what she hoped, it was hard to tell how her head looked without being able to see. It probably felt worse than it actually was.

Once Shun had managed to crawl his way out of the bed Mitsu struggled with the thought of whether she should sit up or not. She wasn't exactly comfortable but something told her getting up would only make that feeling worse. After a long mental struggle Mitsu finally determined it would be best to sit up so Shun could help her treat the wounds on her head. With a grimace she pushed herself into a sitting position, the expression on her face pained until she was finally seated upright.

With a groan she placed a hand against the side of her head. "Make that very sore.." Letting her hand drop she stared at the floor for a moment before her ears perked hearing the whispers of distant voices again. She tried to follow the sounds but there was no discernible direction. It was starting to put her on edge, an uneasy feeling washing over her as she continued to listen trying to distinguish what was being said.

"It really happened didn't it?" She said after a long silence. "The Four Clans are really gone..."

Looking at the medicine offered Mitsu hesitantly took the pill and held it in her fingers undetermined what to do with it. She rolled the pill gently back and forth before she finally slipped it into her mouth and struggled to swallow without the aid of something to drink. She made another face, this one showing her distaste for the bitter medicine since she hadn't been able to swallow it before it began to dissolve. It left an odd taste in her mouth, one she wasn't certain would go away any time soon.

Mitsu only winced again when she felt the cloth dabbing at her head, closing her eyes against the pain she tried to focus on the conversation instead. "T-That's true." She struggled to keep focused, though the more it hurt the louder the whispers got. Shun had managed to loosen the tangles of blood soaked hair revealing four long gashes down the side of her head, gashes that were mirrored on the other side. "Some made it here but many didn't. It won't be easy....they just lost their home, their friends...their families." The thought saddened Mitsu greatly. She had lost her true family long ago but had since built a new one, one that she knew she couldn't handle losing.

"H-Hear it?" Mitsu's ears fell back as she looked around again trying to pin point the noises. "I..I do. I can't understand them either." She shifted in her seat, her arms wrapping around her torso. "What do you think it is?"

"I seem to remember...feeling this way when we were at the portals." Her hand came up to her head where the claw marks were, the whispers varying between being distant and close. One moment it sounded like the voices were out in the hall the next like someone was trying to whisper a secret into her ear.

What were they whispering? If only she could understand them. Maybe that would put her mind at ease, instead she could only imagine the sounds of conspiracy. Like someone was talking behind her back even though she was within earshot. Were the voices laughing? Taunting? Talking about how useless she had been? There wasn't anything she could have done was there? For once Mitsu was certain everything had been beyond her control and there was nothing she could have done but she could have swore the voices were saying otherwise.

Shifting again uncomfortably Mitsu's fingers curled inward toward her scalp making it very apparent how she had been injured in the first place. "They won't stop..."

A small sound of protest bubbled up when Shun took her hand pulling it away from her head. She didn't fight it but it didn't keep her from whimpering softly before leaning in to rest her forehead against his shoulder.

"Do you think it will go away?" She was hopeful but the whispers weren't being too reassuring at the moment.

Mitsu wasn't sure if she found reassurance in his words but she clung to them anyway in hopes that this would fade. It had to get better otherwise what would she do? Could she somehow learn to live with this? Would Shun's mediation help? Something told her that her feeble attempts would be even worse with whispering going on in her head.

And then the question. It was rather unexpected. A few seconds passed while Mitsu actually digested the fact that Shun had asked and it wasn't the voices she had been hearing. "R...resent you? Why would I resent you?" She asked, pulling away slightly so she could look into Shun's good eye.