It...hadn't gone horribly? She'd actually managed something good out of her ballsy attempt? Eika could only smile as she heard the words of her Instructor once the kiss that she'd pushed upon him broke apart. The warmth of his hand was...calming, something to support that trained side of her personality that'd taken over for the time. With a soft intake of breath, and a relaxed exhale of the oxygen, she plopped herself right down and ventured so far as to rest her head upon his shoulder in order to attempt relaxing to the best of her capabilities. It had been a long day, hadn't it? At least, for them. For her...It'd been a harsh awakening that she needed to get out of in order to support them all better. Maybe, in time...
"That's fine with me. The timing may seem a bit ill...I just didn't want to go without...a chance of telling you at least. I'm sorry for the surprise."
He was right...They'd best wait for another place to speak of what hell she'd probably bought upon his mind. For the meantime...Resting seemed to be something nice, resting seemed to be something needed for them.
She hadn't slept through the rest of the night. With so much rest from the coma she'd had, Eika couldn't stay still at all, to be honest. So she'd walked in paced circles -- walked in certain patterns, to match the way that each person had gone in individually to fight Wiggs, as her Guardian Force showed her. One step at a time, until she had -- by herself -- recreated the entire fight from her body through hours of careful movement. It was just to examine it all, just to see how things had happened- ...Oh, there was a speech being heard. The girl had taken her place within the back of those listening in order to oversee what was going on as Duncan began to end it and promptly dismiss them. ...Then came the crying girl -- had she seen her somewhere before? Possibly...Didn't matter for now. She was in tears, so...someone she cared for must be hurt?
Why hadn't Eika reacted like that?
Why hadn't she cried it out? Instead, just falling off into a drowning slumber...The four orbs floating above her head twitched and shifted as eyes inside of them looked around the area. They didn't look for anything around this place -- they searched through her own thoughts as she stepped closer to the girl that was inquiring the result of the situation to their Instructor. ...How did one comfort another?...
Duncan had talked to her, hadn't he?...
But this wasn't the kind of situation that words could simply stop. ...Someone needed comfort, no? If not, that girl could react like she did at how things had turned out...
Eika had finally focused her eyes upon Mei's frame as she closed in. Words? Not enough. Hesitation? The girl wasn't known for that trait. What was her solution -- her approach?
A hug.
A hug that literally came from nowhere as Eika wrapped her arms around Mei's frame and bought her to hug as best she could -- an awkward moment, admittedly, from the fact that she didn't know what truly spurred on physical contact as a means of reassurance. Despite that all, she was speaking without realizing what she was speaking. Talking without letting thoughts come to try and figure out what she wanted to say -- something to try and help out both herself and for the Instructor that surely must be pained by the hurt and the fallen as well.
"There is a way of thinking that people have, correct?... If one should go down, go down fighting. In this case, as I was not there for the beginning of what happened, I cannot say what made things go as they did. But...despite that...If a person gives their life for the people they love, or to try and give their all for a better future against opposition that would hurt the innocents...Tears are fine to have for their fading...But why not thank those that passed away for the lives that they gave to us?"
She truly expected to get shoved away and yelled at for such actions, but...That was what Eika did best. Throw herself into the middle of things to try and help those that she cared about. And in this case? Yes, she was helping people that were the most important to her, even if they were not related by blood. A small, sad smile came to her lips as she tried to perk the girl up from her sadness.
Her family. She had to think of her "family", always.