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Nahyuta pulled Apollo to the side, turning her room lights off and sitting down with Apollo. As Apollo sat across from her, a mitamah glowing, the light reflecting off the two. But it was obvious that the young prodigy was tired. She had marks and was pale.
"Cool!" Apollo exclaimed, until he saw Nahyuta
"Uh, hey, 'Yuta? Have you slept?" he asked in worry.
"U-Uh... y-yeah!" she lied.
His bracelet tightened. "...When did last sleep?"
She didn't reply but his eyes glowed purple, the light emitting more. She grew more tired and pale. Then she looked up at him. She seemed to be on the verge of passing out.
"...I-I don't know. What day is it?" she asked softly.
"Saturday," Apollo retorted.
"Um... a week." She said, weaker.
"'Y-Yuta?" Apollo stuttered in worry.
Nahyuta didn't reply. She muttered a Khura'inese word before passing out from lack of sleep and overexerting herself.
"'YUTA!" Apollo yelled.
.............
Apollo sat in anticipation, waiting for Nahyuta to wake up. As a soft groan emitted from her bed, Apollo looked over with a slight smile. Dhurke, who got there a minute after Nahyuta passed out, looked at his son. Datz came in with a cup of water for her.
Nahyuta sat up. "...What happened?"
"You passed out. According to Apollo, you didn't sleep or rest for a week while training." Dhurke frowned.
Datz handed her the water, which she sipped on. "...I see. I'm sorry, Father."
Dhurke simply ruffled her hair. "Don't be, son."
He hugged her, to which she hugged back. She then looked at him. "Would you like to see my progress?"
Dhurke gave a hearty chuckle and smiled. "Of course!"
She smiled and showed Dhurke and Datz the beautiful, glowing mitamah. They congratulated her. Everything was finally back to normal for the small family.
Or is it?