Caelum A3, Monday Morning

[intraspective]

She slipped into the cabin just after dawn, having stayed out--again--all night. She was moving stiffly, her fault for spending the night not moving after Temari had left her even when it rained intermittently on her and her bruises making their low opinion of this move known. Ino hadn’t bothered to heal any of the bruises. They served her right.

At least she’d had the presence of mind to have a shower before coming back? Ino wiggled into the softest set of pyjamas as quietly as she could, and curled up, sitting up, in her bed, back to the wall and blanket pulled over her head.

Yesterday had been stupid. She’d been stupid. What was the point in trying to think if you lost it the first time all that thinking was really challenged?

What was wrong with her? Even with Temari being so much stronger than her she should’ve done better. Instead, it had been a total fiasco.

Ino fought the urge to cry, trying not to sniffle, and that had to be the exhaustion talking. She wasn’t going to cry. That wasn’t useful.

What was she supposed to do? Where had she started messing up? Being stupid. It had to stop, and she didn’t know why it had started.

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[intraspective]

She nodded. "I'm glad it was at least a bit useful then."

Not useful enough to get him out though. Ino wasn't sure what to think of that.

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"I wouldn't have been able to get out of there without you."

The fact that Ino'd stood by him? It'd gone a long way towards helping him say no.

[intraspective]

"Thank you," she said quietly. For reminding her that even with everything she'd been doing wrong lately apparently she was still doing something right.