[ Susato is not expecting a response, so she doesn't really listen for one. She just spaces out, continuing to breathe in and out deeply as she feels the nervous energy leave her body. Her eyes close at some point while she goes through the motions, sweat and grime being scrubbed off every limb and strand of hair.
By the time Kazuma calls out, she has no idea how long it has been. Did she doze off? No one knows. ]
I, I'm done.
[ There's a sense of urgency in her tone. Presumably Kazuma would like to use the shower room, too. It still takes her a few more minutes, though. Her hand reaches out of the shower room out of habit to grab her towel, which she then wraps around herself. It is snug enough when she steps out, but not too snug.
. . . She makes her way towards the wooden tub before getting too comfortable, and she dips her feet in to test the water, as if sitting at the edge of a pool. ]
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By the time Kazuma calls out, she has no idea how long it has been. Did she doze off? No one knows. ]
I, I'm done.
[ There's a sense of urgency in her tone. Presumably Kazuma would like to use the shower room, too. It still takes her a few more minutes, though. Her hand reaches out of the shower room out of habit to grab her towel, which she then wraps around herself. It is snug enough when she steps out, but not too snug.
. . . She makes her way towards the wooden tub before getting too comfortable, and she dips her feet in to test the water, as if sitting at the edge of a pool. ]