Detached. That’s how you felt at the moment. You thought just being in Chuuya’s house would be enough, but it wasn’t. Time was going agonizingly slow, and everything just felt blank. You were unable to stay attached with reality. Everything was a blur. Footsteps. You didn’t bother to look up, but you heard a voice soon after the footsteps stopped. You couldn’t make out what he was saying, but you felt arms wrap around you and pull you into a gentle embrace. “Feel bad again?”