This definitely wasn't good. With every passing moment, the young-looking woman felt more and more anxious. It felt like Elijah had singlehandedly turned everyone in the room into ticking time bombs, each ready to go off at any given second. Takara could
feel it almost as much as she could see it; the unease, the uncertainty, the questioning of all they'd ever known. All of the effort that the wonderful care team at this facility had put into helping each and every one of them over the course of so much time she couldn't even remember it clearly was now unravelling, like the sweater of a child who simply couldn't help but continue pulling on that one loose thread. As much as she wanted to reassure everyone and help keep them together, she was no doctor. But at least she wasn't the only one in a decent enough state of mind to do their best to intervene. Sylvia and Peter's agreement with her words came as a great relief, and she found her smile coming just a little easier after they spoke.
Though she didn't comment on Sylvia's words to Flynn, for she personally guessed that the man wouldn't
actually go that far, she was still glad to have another person beside her in case Elijah ended up provoking him further. Caution never hurt anyone, after all. As for what the other woman said next, she simply nodded.
"Exactly," she breathed in agreement with Sylvia, just before Peter practically took the words out of her mouth.
"Agreed. If it's alright, I'd...--" Well. Uh. She was gonna say she'd like to help find the doctor, but the words fell away as about half the room chimed in to say they wanted to seek out help themselves, leaving her to blink owlishly before pursing her lips. Welp. So much for that.
"I guess I'll just grab everyone that water," she hummed, not showing any sign of disappointment with this development even if it hadn't necessarily been preferred. Before she turned away to fetch some cups, though, she shot Flynn one last meek half-smile.
"Just... try not to overdo it. I know you said you wanted a moment alone before. Don't be afraid to stop in your room for a break or something if you need it," she gently advised, before finally doing as he clearly wished and leaving him be.
As she made her way to fetch cups and fill them at the water fountains alongside Sylvia, the woman was fairly quiet, glancing over her shoulder at the group that had chosen to stay several times throughout the process. She wanted to make sure they were alright, after all; it was clear Clark in particular was struggling with what Elijah had said to them, and the words of Hagusa had troubled her very deeply as well. She knew it wasn't the same, knew that her experience wasn't
real like his was, but even so... his story had tugged at her heart in a unique way, because it was one she shared. It had all been a delusion, of course; a twisted fantasy her mind had made up in her days in the ICU... but she remembered a time where she had been alone and abandoned, broken and abused by horrible people who paid off her family in order to use her for their experiments. It might've all been an illusion conjured up by a broken mind, but that didn't change how real it
felt, or how painful it was to see a child presumably suffering through the same pain of abandonment and abuse. After all, if he was here at such a young age, she couldn't imagine what horrible things he must've gone through.
It felt like proof of the sentiment that so-called Tatsumaki had held so dear. It was pointless to get caught up with others. Nobody else in the world could save you but
you. So why bother being there for people who wouldn't show you the same kindness? Why not shut them all out instead, let them know the pain they had all shown
you?
"..."
No. She was better than that.
Momentarily lost in those dark thoughts, the woman accidentally crushed one of the plastic cups in her hand, its contents spilling right back into the fountain she'd drawn the water from in the first place. Shit. She needed to refocus herself. Taking a deep breath, she disposed of the crushed cup, carefully picking up the remaining in tact ones and smiling as she moved to pass them out to the patients that had stayed behind.
"Thank you for the help, Sylvia," she added to the other woman, sincerely grateful for the assistance. And, honestly, for the fact that she had gone to Elijah. That meant Takara could focus on the other patients and do her best to help them calm down, too. Handing off water to Clark, Hagusa, and Karina in particular, the woman paused to look between each of them with evident concern.
"Are you all okay? I know things got a little crazy for a sec, there. If there's anything else I can do, don't be afraid to let me know. And if you aren't sure about what'll help... try to pick something in the room to focus on. Something that isn't Elijah, and isn't you; just an object or person you like, or that interests you, or something." It wasn't a perfect solution, but it would hopefully at least get them out of the negative rut. Of course, as much as she wanted to help, she also fully intended to keep an eye on Elijah as well. Logic said nothing would happen, of course; he was just a
guy. A normal person, if a little confused, just like the rest of them. Yet for some strange reason, the look in his eyes set off her danger sense, putting her fight or flight instinct on high. It made the worst part of her want to crush him, not unlike she'd done to that cup earlier. She really hoped that the situation would dissolve soon. She didn't want to deal with
her right now... not when she'd finally felt like she'd gotten rid of those terrible tendencies.
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