Pomni is also the furthest thing from a combatant, but she was affected quite a bit by the wayward light that seemed to enter into her. As a consequence, disorientating eyes are popping intermittently in her hat, one of her puffy sleeves and on her chest. She hyperventilates at their presence, her pupils literally swirling as they dart between each new one.

The worst part? She could see from them. New perspectives and heights that were too foreign and disorienting for her to process. As Akihiko comes closer, the eyes swivel their focus to him, causing a kaleidoscope of the young man in her field of view.

"I... I don't think..." She's beyond help, really. The eye that's on top of her hat swivels, focusing on his own gaping wound. "...hey... shouldn't you be worried for yourself?"