["It's not too much unless you actually break from it," is correct. It's what makes it such a pity that Rose is, indeed, breaking. The brief respite she had when the Exarch was absorbing the light has now passed, and now she's nearly collapsed on the floor.]
[Rose is far too out of it to recognize what's going on around her; the forcefield has disappeared and the Exarch seems to have collapsed as well. As out of it as she is, however, Emet-Selch's voice rings out clearly.]
What a disappointment you turned out to be.
I placed my faith in you. Let myself believe you could contain the light.
But now look at you, halfway to becoming a monster.
[The rest of what he says becomes muddled, Rose can't make it out herself, and the memory is now fraying at the edges. Were Byakuya to take a closer work at Rose, it wouldn't be hard to recognize that she's not well. Not only is her hair now a sickly shade of white, her skin has an eerie cast to it, almost like it's plaster.]
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[Rose is far too out of it to recognize what's going on around her; the forcefield has disappeared and the Exarch seems to have collapsed as well. As out of it as she is, however, Emet-Selch's voice rings out clearly.]
What a disappointment you turned out to be.
I placed my faith in you. Let myself believe you could contain the light.
But now look at you, halfway to becoming a monster.
[The rest of what he says becomes muddled, Rose can't make it out herself, and the memory is now fraying at the edges. Were Byakuya to take a closer work at Rose, it wouldn't be hard to recognize that she's not well. Not only is her hair now a sickly shade of white, her skin has an eerie cast to it, almost like it's plaster.]