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[The glow intensifies, as did the pressure in Touko's head. Arkady is trying to pry loose the troublesome bits quickly and wall them off, but she knows there's no fast way of doing that without damaging Touko's mind. And walling off every bit of it without harming her mind requires her to wall off...well, who knew what? Writing talent, ability to walk, her entire childhood?]

[With tears in her eyes, she draws a curtain across the whole mess, "showing" Touko her efforts through a metaphorical mental image. She keeps hold of one end of it, in case she has to reverse it quickly.]