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Water. It would come rushing onto her, into her nose and slightly opened mouth, into her senses.... Misha would wake up with a jolt, coughing ferociously. There was water in her throat and nose, choking the fae. She would quickly stand up and continue choking, giving a few coughs. Her main priority at the moment was to breathe. To live. Misha took in a deep breath and hacked, her coughing fit coming to an end. The weak fae collapsed onto the ground, looking up at Ritsuka as a soft whine escaping the woman's lips.