[It's a horrible sick feeling in her stomach, a worry and panic and anger that all curl together in a tight painful ball. It drives her to search all over camp for Tsuna (why, why had she been assigned the morning guard on today of all days, why had he woken and left so early), only thinking to use the blackglass much later in the day.]
day 119
FROM: lanfan@cc.org
Where are you?