Rin remained seated on the edge of his bed for a long time after Reina left his room.
The dream still lingered vividly in the back of his mind, refusing to fade no matter how many times he told himself that it had merely been another nightmare.
Every time he closed his eyes, he could almost feel those silver threads digging into his skin once more, forcing his limbs to move against his will.
Even though he was awake now, the phantom sensation refused to disappear, making him instinctively rub his wrists as though expecting to find wounds there.
Unfortunately, there was nothing.
"...I really am reaching my limit."
Rin quietly muttered those words before lying back on his bed.
His body had been exhausted for days, and after everything that had happened recently, even remaining conscious felt like a burden.
He knew he needed sleep if he wanted to think clearly tomorrow, yet a small part of him hesitated to close his eyes again.
Still...
There was no helping it.
