[His words just managed to let the dam she's been trying to hold still loose. The surge seemed incessant as more tears cascade down her already tear-stained cheeks. Shifting herself unconsciously, Ino buries her face on Riku's chest, clutching onto him tightly like a little girl to the hem of her mother's shirt. It always feels easier when you have something/someone solid you're holding onto.

It's never easy and she wishes she can go back to their world upon knowing that her father's going to die, it'd still be pointless because she won't remember the warning in the first place. It frustrates her just as much as it saddens her. She had been a believer that nothing is set on stone but when both of her teammates lived through that dreaded future, she has no choice but to believe otherwise.

Especially when she herself saw that future.]

I actually... saw it. [She begins with a weak voice, a little muffled by the shirt she's buried her face into.] Shikamaru felt it's best to read his mind so I can see it for myself. It felt so real, like I was really there.

[Another sob and a light hiss, her frustration showing past.] But I wasn't. Won't be and it angers me. [Which will be emphasized by her hands turning into fists. Sorry Riku, she'll be clutching tightly on your shirt now.]