[ What was even happening, except in the back of his mind, Majima sort of knew. It was like that story, the one about the little girl who chased a rabbit and ended up nearly losing her head.

But there was nothing he could do but hold her while she changed, taking her hand in what felt like a hollow attempt to comfort her. ]

I'm sorry, darlin'. This's just a dream. It'll be over soon.

[ He hoped. Because without anything to neutralize the effects, there was nothing he could to but watch this happen. ]

Just hold on a little while. I'll be right here, alright?