Tomohina was quiet once the song was over. Listening intently she almost felt a bit restless. Like the anxiety from someone else had infected her. It must of been the other girl then. But why would she be feeling such anxiety? The stammering caught her attention before it was muffled. Like a hand being placed over her mouth. So she had extreme anxiety and a stammer as well. It hadn't just been the crying that had made her stammer. 

So she couldn't comfort her, could she? Once someone was drown in sorrow like this, only someone who could completely understand would understand. Someone who knew what they were talking about. And even with all the darkness inside herself, there was no way she could understand what this girl was going through. Taking up her white cane, she walked towards the door the girl was sitting in front of. Opening the door, she placed her small hand on top of the girl's head before leaving. 

Breathing. In the hallway. Another person had been listening.

"I hope you can comfort her better than I," she said to this unknown person, before continuing down the hall. The air was pressured and laced with anxiety. Something about this day had infected all of them it seemed. Tomohina glided effortlessly through the hall and finally left the building.