Rosalia's face couldn't have possibly gotten any redder. [color=purple]"S-s-s-Sayuri..."[/purple] She spoke in what seemed a perpetual stutter for the moment. [color=purple]"I-I-I-I... Y-y-y-you and... And and ..."[/purple] She didn't know what to really do, her hands briefly brushing her friends back before the red head turned her around to begin washing her hair. She could barely speak anymore. She seemed to be a mix of up and unconscious, though still lucid enough. She was practically frozen, ears twitching every so often as Sayuri washed her hair.