Dave had shuffled to the back, away from everyone else. He woke up back in his bed, like nothing had happened. He almost wanted to disregard it as a dream, but his clothes were slightly damp, along with the sheets. He had just soundlessly changed into them and headed to the assembly. He didn't bother going by the cafeteria, and he'd probably avoid eating for the rest of the day, unsure whether he could even stomach anything today.

He had drowned. His hands strummed against his leg nervously, no PDA in his pockets to keep in busy. He had to go find that later, if he was feeling up to it. Dave kind of just wanted to go back to sleep. He didn't sleep well anyways. It was fitful and he felt drained. Just the memories of Saturday, still fresh in his mind. There was no way he'd let Nanami approach him again. He knew she just watched him die, and somewhere in his murky memory, someone else was involved. He can't remember who it was exactly though.

Watching the students from Conquest being so thoroughly punished just made him feel sicker.

Shit, he was just going to leave as soon as this assembly was done. This was going to be a bad round, he was sure.