Vol. 3 - Chapter 1

Satsuhiro

Three long weeks had passed since the battle for Sapphire. Three weeks of much-needed resting for Satsuhiro's group. There's a certain way that the mind allows itself to distract from the weight of responsibility. Allows itself to persist through weariness when action is needed. Some such human trait is what Satsuhiro attributed to the way he quickly realized that he had been far more exhausted than he'd believed himself to be when the rest began. 

It showed up in small ways. How he'd give Opah tired glances whenever she asked her father to read to him, or how he'd let out a deep sigh whenever he sat down at one of the Savior House's couches. These little expressions were his body's way of telling him how much he'd been stressing for these past two months. 

Currently, he found himself stressing in similar ways, but for different reasons.