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[sub]The Golden Quarter, Priestella[/sub][/center]

And here they were again.

He hadn’t froze this time. No it was the world itself that had frozen, and then reverted when he blinked. Yuuki placed a hand against his chest, as if trying to summon up some sort of phantom pain, but ultimately, he came up with nothing. Did he die so fast he didn’t notice? Or was there a different trigger this time? Blue eyes flickered towards the small group that one of the girls was forming, before narrowing slightly.

Yeah, he understood what had happened now. And it was certainly tiring. He had only relived this day twice, but even then, the mental cost was beginning to bear down upon him, even more so than the pack strapped onto him. No interval. No break. No sense of safety. Nothing at all. He closed his eyes, counted to ten, and then said to Aer, [b]“I don’t know them at all, but it certainly seems like they know each other very well, hm?”[/b]

Tired. Too tired to even feel that cold terror spread through his core again, at how easy it appeared to be, brushing against death.
[b]“Sorry if it sounds like I’m rushing you, but could you just go ahead with me, and have, say, Wisp, lead the others to the guards station afterwards? I think the sooner I get this done, the better, honestly, Miss Pacifica.”[/b]

He knew what end awaited him on that particular route, after all, and though it wasn't turning out to be the best possible route...Yuuki knew that it was a route that didn't end up in death or alienation.