*UNEDITED*
Akito already lost count how many times. His gaze darted towards the girl. He thought this a few days back but she looks frailer than before. Her skin colour looks white, she's too pale. Setsura was pale before, but it was not like this. He brushed his fingers across her locks, and noted how badly she was sweating. Another nightmare, huh? Akito wondered how the girl coped with them now. She must be suffering a lot. It took her a very long time to confide in him about it. Chauncey stumbled upon it by chance.
As for Yang, Yang -- he knows doesn't he? If those two really knew each other for a long time, then he already knows. If Setsura is struggling like this however, it means Yang cannot do anything about these nightmares. It's not like he could do any better, but she at least wouldn't suffer visibly like this. Akito's gaze darted towards the girls lips. He didn't know what it was but, Akito casually leaned forward. She's so beautiful.
