( at the mention of those with higher tallies, his eyes glance down at the yellow scarf around his wrist. he's not that high, but he has enough, but his solid kill came from the beginning of the year with the rest of them being his curiosity among other things, and the special mechanics of the school. that same hand come to his chin, cupping it in thought as he thinks over nene's words, but keeps quiet.

there was at one point where even being outside led to nausea and the need to pass out, an unfortunate turn of events considering going outside was staring to be their reward. though, he remembers something like that which he can comment on— )

Are you talking about in October? When certain students could hear sounds in the after hours...

( unfortunately for him, they didn't get anything as kind as that while he continues. )

I recall being sensitive to sunlight and loud noises, prone to vertigo upon standing or turning too quickly, and suffering harsh headaches through the day, it was like someone took an ice pick and jammed it into my skull... ow ow ow...

( thinking about it makes his head hurt a little, so he runs his prosthetic through his mess of a hair, but his fingers doesn't catch as he goes through the motion. )

At first I just passed it off as my everyday life, but others mentioned it as well.