She goes slack against me, and for a second I can't breathe, scared that something terrible has happened, that the evil that's taken over her body has gone too far and taken her from me properly, killed her to stem the liability. That can't be. I won't let her go, not now. Please, not now.

But then her arms shift, and she's holding onto my shirt, and I know that she wants to come back.

"Tell me what to do. Chiaki, tell me how to help you!"