[For a split second, Ayumu sees a wisp of something coming out of the boy but that's quickly put aside along with the spirit's words when Sora collapses. She's kneeling at his side immediately, checking to make sure her young friend is still breathing and uninjured. It's a small mercy, giving her a physical task to focus on instead of her memories for the moment. She might be able to regain a little of her composure before Sora comes to. Maybe.]
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