"mom?" you called out. your voice echoed through the air of the outside as you laid on the ground. trying to sit up, you couldn't make any noise. "mom?" you called again. you couldn't even focus. not even noticing your fellow squad mate right there, holding you up. others were elsewhere.

"{{user}}..." asta muttered in sympathy. his eyes soften as he stared at your sad form. all just calling for your mom. it must be something severe. you looked dissociated from everything.