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As far as what Tokyo was capable of.. it wasn't much. In fact, just from the mere mental and emotional exertion at this encounter, she was having the tiniest bit of trouble breathing. Getting worked up emotionally could do this, sometimes, but usually it didn't progress from there to one of the scary things where she really couldn't breath unless she was dumb and physically exerted herself, as well. She just had to be careful to relax, sometimes naps helped, sometimes just slowly walking it off did.

But neither of those were available options now. So instead she just took a few careful, deep breaths. Her throat felt scratchy and itchy, but it wasn't yet making a raspy noise when she breathed, so she was probably fine for a bit longer. It would be terrible to have to forfeit this battle (because that's what it was, now, to her!) for such a dumb reason as her health. He wouldn't understand, Tokyo was sure, and would thus count this as a victory against her, which wasn't fair.

She was right, though. He did know something, after all. "Tell me." Tokyo insisted. It was difficult for her to comprehend that anyone would actually be able to disobey a direct order that came from her lips. "Also, while you're at it, tell me what this dumb sounding karate thing is you keep blabbering about." If he was going to insist on threatening her with it, she should at least know what it was.

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