Saya knew it was ridiculous. She knew it but she couldn't argue with the physical sensations, the plunging into the freezing water, the crawling of millions of legs all over her body and the exhaustion from swimming. So Saya used the most temporary solution: She was walking around Deus, covered in a blanket. It seemed to alleviate her nerves, acting as warmth and protection. The intermediate was covered in a bright blue blanket, snow-speckled, modeled after the relatively new Jack Frost movie because Saya really loved Dreamworks and Jack Frost. Also, a blue blanket with a white snow gradient was a really gorgeous blanket. It looked rather pricy though, with it's extremely comfortable and fluffy exterior.

That wasn't the problem though, as Saya walked through the dormitory halls. It looked almost like a overly large cloak, with the way it was wrapped around her. But it was clearly a blanket.

Saya paused in front of Ryan's room, debating if she should ask him if he was all right. This would have been fine two days beforehand, when silly thoughts weren't in Saya's head. But now they were. But if she didn't check up on all of her friends, wouldn't that be rude?

So Saya stood there for awhile, debating mentally. Prompto was counting the seconds.

"Maybe he's okay."

"Maybe he's not."

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