Megohime knew it wasn’t true, that this was only the start of her body’s breakdown. She held onto him, nodding, but after that day, she was never able to walk or stand up without help again.
She either had to crawl everywhere, or have Masamune carry her. Her eye sight would only worsen as well, losing more and more of her sight everyday, easily knocking things over, or missing things entirely. He could tell she was frustrated, and most of all scared, but during that time she helped him use his kagune as well.
“It’s almost like using your arm, just thinking about wanting to pick up something, or touch something, and your arm reaches out and does it.” She said, sitting wrapped in a blanket on the floor in the small dojo within the estate.