<strong>Miyuki, Group Therapy</strong><br/><br/>Miyuki's only notice of when she was moved into the group therapy room came from the fact that the voices around her changed. She hardly noticed when the orderly and doctor who had been with her at breakfast escorted the silent girl to a different room, filled with different people. Registering the fact that they wanted her to take a seat, she slid into the nearest chair and trained her gaze down onto her lap. She did not care to know who all these new people, and would certainly take no initiative of her own to participate in any activities.<br/><br/>Perhaps the one benefit of being amongst so many new people, and none of whom had yet to throw a harsh word her way, was that it set the woman entirely off guard. It meant that when the doctor seated before those assembled began to speak, Miyuki's attentions wavered up slightly, her unfocused gaze shifting slightly over the room's other occupants before falling back down to her lap once more.