It’d been two days since the power went out, and two days since she had gotten sick. Hikari was getting better, albeit slowly, but thankfully her illness hadn’t turned into anything worse than a normal sickness. No pneumonia, no hypothermia. She could have easily been put up on the hospital because of the exposure to the drastically cold temperatures, but the Nara clan and her boyfriend especially had managed to get her body temperature back up in order to prevent it from getting too serious.
Over the past two days, the young chunin had been laid up in bed recovering, and lamenting the failed, not failed endeavor to save the entire family that had gotten trapped in an overturned car. While they had managed to save all three of the children that were in the back seat, including the youngest two month old, they were unable to save the parents. The mother had retained consciousness throughout the entire ordeal up until the moment of her death, but her husband had never regained consciousness. Some of the medics that were there on scene believed that he was already brain dead before his body failed from his injuries. The mother may have survived had it not taken so long to get her out of the car, though she’d would have been paralyzed from the waist down the rest of her life as the dashboard of the car had crushed her pelvis and the lower part of her spine against her seat. It was the wildest scenario that they could have imagined themselves in, and Hikari was wracked with guilt from it. Unbeknownst to some, she was actually avoiding resting as much as she should have been just to avoid potentially dreaming about it. It was mainly why she was so sickly looking, though her recovery rate had always been laughably low.
Hearing that the explosions had shook the ground all over Land of Fire had made her enormously anxious about the well-being of her family, but according to rumors circulating from one shinobi to another- the casualties of the explosions and even the damages were incredibly low.
Now she just wanted some toast, but not a single toaster was working in the compound. It wasn’t the same without it.