[ Ideas. They had ideas. Ideas were not a solution, they weren't going to make people better, and at that her expression falls slightly. In the time that she lay slumbering, there was little that changed in their favor, and it almost felt like the deck was stacked against them.
She swore at herself for not campaigning harder, for not telling more people about Masamune and her theory... ]
Ah.
[ It was quiet and loaded, her eyes lowering gently. There was work to be done, and she should push herself forward, keep moving. Not towards an idea. A solution.
Looking up again, her brow creased, she hardly hid her worry. Fatal..? ]
no subject
She swore at herself for not campaigning harder, for not telling more people about Masamune and her theory... ]
Ah.
[ It was quiet and loaded, her eyes lowering gently. There was work to be done, and she should push herself forward, keep moving. Not towards an idea. A solution.
Looking up again, her brow creased, she hardly hid her worry. Fatal..? ]
...It's gotten worse, then?
[ Far worse, by her wager. Gods. ]