Kairos continued to watch the memory.
After the girl had that conversation with his younger self, she ran back to her own place. Her expression showed that there was quite a lot on her mind that she was trying to sort out. Upon getting back to her bed, she once more collapsed onto the futon, as tired as could be.
Yet, she still couldn't fall asleep. Instead, she simply remained still with her eyes wide open, staring aimlessly at the ceiling. If it wasn't for the fact she occasionally blinked, Kairos would've thought she fell asleep with her eyes open.
Eventually, the girl found the sun rising from the window letting the realization that she hadn't slept at all settle in. She remained in the bed for a decent while longer, before getting up.
Once more, the girl picked up her wooden sword and began swinging it. Yet, for some reason it felt different. It was a little strange to say that something changed when realistically she was doing the same thing she was earlier.
