[Ris isn't hard to find, as she's on the floor of her room. The half-goggle she's been wearing as a psuedo-eyepatch is tossed to the side, and Ris has her hand clutched over her right eye.
Her breathing is rapid, and she's trembling. From what, exactly, is hard to determine.]
What— what is this, it's not supposed to— [...She's starting to dig at her right eye, although her hands are shaking too much to do real damage.] Get it out, get it out—
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Her breathing is rapid, and she's trembling. From what, exactly, is hard to determine.]
What— what is this, it's not supposed to— [...She's starting to dig at her right eye, although her hands are shaking too much to do real damage.] Get it out, get it out—