[ The memory comes like being washed clean, and it undercuts the misery and panic of the last few hours. She leans into him again and this time, it's a little less like desperation, and more like the trickle in over exhaustion. Without the snap of tension to keep her up, she doesn't know how to continue. Lets out a sigh, takes a sip of water, and nods slowly to his questions. ]

The champion of the Bout It Out matches, Kun - he has android sympathies. They were holding a tournament for amateurs that the winner got to meet with him. So a group of us that are more inclined to fighting went to see who could get close to him to find out just how strong they ran. While they did that, our group went to infiltrate Ven Diagrams. Got the feeling they might know more than what they were saying.

[ She breaths out. ] That was when the attack happened, at his match. Apparently it was getting tense as it was. [ She turns her face into his shoulder, another breath, sinking into the waters of his memories. The coolness, the removed state of his mind and his past from the violence of her own. ]