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PROJECT SIN EATER . . . message twenty-one UGLY TRUTH
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The wind whispered through the air as it blew through her long dress, standing outside for a whisp of fresh air mixed with the nausea she felt, anxiety sinking deeper and deeper into her stomach.
Falco's scream and tears after they told him the news of what happened to Magath and the news didn't help either, and she could still feel the dry Sahara inside her throat from what had happened.
Her fingers drummed against the cold railing of the ship, and for once, she could actually understand why Zeke was a smoker.
Her stomach churned with hunger as well, begging for food as she groaned, gritting her teeth in agony before covering her lips with her hand, trying to ignore the undying feeling. She then felt steps approach her from her right side but she didn't turn to look, gulping down the hunger that appeared after the rush of adrenaline and feelings.
"...you ok?" Annie questioned as Dymphna now leaned against the railing, her throat dry but not so much to where she could speak.
"Yeah, I'm fine," She claimed, clasping her hands together as her clothed elbows touched the railing.
Lightheadedness rang so violently within her, rattling in her brain like a baby shaking its toy.
She could feel Annie's suspicious stare at her, making her silently curse under her breath. Annie was one of those people who could smell bullshit from a mile away and call it out; the Marleyan's 'Ymir' was no expectation of that.
"You're hungry, aren't you?"
...
"When's the last time you ate from your original diet?" Annie questioned.
"...I think for a week. And then stuff I keep eating continues in me throwing it up," She informed, finally admitting the truth and letting the weight fall off of her shoulders. The wind felt extra cold tonight or it might've just been her.
"Hm... want me to give you something?" Annie questioned, referring to one of her body pieces, making Dymphna quickly shake her head despite her eager brain yelling 'YES, YES!', over and over again.
"No, I'll be fine... plus, you'll need all your limbs," She told her with a bitter chuckle, her small smirk turning into a quick frown immediately.
"And you need energy and your life," Annie replied back, just making Dymphna shrug back but she had never agreed with Annie so much.
"Sleep can help," Dymphna claimed, leaning her pale chin onto her palm.
"Dymphna-"
"All the fuel's unloaded! Here's the last of it," Dymphna's head perked up at Jean's yell to Onyankopon, making her hum in understanding before turning to Annie, looking at her concerned look for once in this interaction.
