Chapter 6 Chapter 7
For all the next day, Jin couldn't shake a feeling of vague, unfocussed unease. Miaki seemed mostly normal again when they worked together on their VR exercises in the morning. Mostly. He was no longer talkative about himself, as he'd been last night, but then, that openness wasn't his normal mode anyway, was it? But although he seemed more able to concentrate on their class work today than yesterday, it was as though he had programmed half his mind to work on it, almost robotically. Whereas, the other half of his mind, the place in which he was really living and thinking today, was somewhere else entirely.
So in his class work in the VR room, he was attentive and sharp, and impersonally courteous to Jin, and nothing more than that. To her query about his state of mind he crisply answered, "I'm fine," and went on to something else.
But now and then, the less robotic part of him would seem to surface from...wherever it was...and his eyes would darken and narrow as it peered from behind them. And when this intense, calculating gaze would land accidentally on her, that was when her uneasiness increased. She had no idea what she was worried about, but there was no doubt in her mind that she should be worried. The grieving, vulnerable person whose cold hands she had held last night seemed utterly gone. ( Things take a very disturbing turn )Chapter 8