She feels like a raw nerve - scraped open and exposed, for some reason. Not as bad as if they'd sorted through her worst memories - therin lies the things of nightmares.

But her breathing is ragged when it stops, as it takes her to feel like she can feel the rest of her body again. There's grime under her nails where she scraped the ground and she takes deep breaths, focusing on Kyou's voice to help ground her. It helps.

That's one hell of a way to describe it, she tells him, finally able to get her legs under her.

"I'm fine," she says out loud - shaky, but true. Someone determined, hopefully, in the Brotherhood's eyes.