[ satoko's hand jerks back, dangling it just out of reach. there's something playful in it, yes, and something fond too - after all, isn't this how she'd play with the others in the club?

they may not be here, no. but that doesn't mean she can't find ways to pass the time. ]

My, but that only makes it worse! I can't imagine how difficult breathing already is for you. Perhaps I should hold onto the whole pack, don't you think?

[ see, now she's just being a little shit. ]