Sakura
June 16, 8:15 am, Tokyo, Japan
Jason simply groaned, looking away. As he was lying on the floor, he slowly hit his head against it, and Sakura frowned.
"Why is my head filled with voices?" he growled. "What did you do to me?"
Oh. Right.
He must still be suffering from all the voices in his head.
Sakura had spent a couple of hours simply meditating the way her therapist taught her once she came back with Jason and Ayai that day, so all the thoughts were gone now. She had assumed that being unconscious/asleep would do the same for Jason.
Apparently, that wasn't the case. It looked like listening and accepting the voices needed to be done actively.
"Just breathe," said Sakura, sighing as she kneeled in front of him. "If you want the voices to go away, you have to accept them."
"Never," Jason spat. "Why would I trust the person who did this to me?"