The moment my eyes opened, something was at the edge of my vision. With a drowsy head, I slowly brought it into focus. Corner of the room. By the wall. Kanon was sitting in seiza. Her back perfectly straight, both hands resting on her knees, those ash-silver eyes staring directly at me. Not even blinking. How long had she been there? I fell out of bed, futon and all. Thud. "[scared]Why are you here?!?!" "Monitoring of your Aura continues even while you sleep." She said it flatly. It explained nothing. "[scared]You've been watching the whole time?! This whole time I was asleep?!" "Lifesite—the ability to perceive lifespan—cannot be disabled. Constant operation is regulation." Kanon pulled a stopwatch from inside her robe. Red numbers glowed. 39:51:22. Thirty-nine hours and fifty-one minutes. Nearly ten hours gone since last night. My throat was dry. Not metaphorically. Actually dry. I pulled myself together and stood up. Today was Friday. I had a lecture at second period