She doesn't stay for longer than a minute.
Hinata presses his hands over his abdomen and when he feels no pain, he wonders if it was worth it to sacrifice so much only to end up lying on his bed, feeling the most empty he ever has been in his entire life.
He tucks an arm behind his head, and the muscle beneath it does not stretch enough to ache despite it doing so normally.
There is some sort of abnormality about the current peace that has settled into the environment, the difficult, tense kind that cannot be resolved at ease.
It's akin to the eerie peace that settles after a storm, lying in the wake of the chaos caused but unable to do anything else except wait for a time of resolution.
Hinata forces his eyes shut, telling himself that he will fall asleep and swallow his thoughts before they get the best of him.
Then, he sits up, the fastest he ever has.
