[Ghost's breathing only slows when she begins to hear Erika's voice, disembodied though it is. Erika is here. She's here and she's humor just like Maya. Ghost doesn't remember her part in the even she witnessed of Erika exploding into butterflies last time, or why she knows Erika cares so much for Maya, or why she remembers Erika as sweet at all. She knows Erika, though.
Ghost lets a giggle of her own out, really only one or two 'syllables' audible. It's an exasperated one, sure, but it's a laugh. She remembers-]
Just when I'm starting to like butterflies, huh?
[God she hates them. She doesn't know why, and she's obviously good humored about it, but she hates them. Erikas and Lion's were just special cases. But right now? They're her favorite things. Thank you, blue butterflies.]
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Ghost lets a giggle of her own out, really only one or two 'syllables' audible. It's an exasperated one, sure, but it's a laugh. She remembers-]
Just when I'm starting to like butterflies, huh?
[God she hates them. She doesn't know why, and she's obviously good humored about it, but she hates them. Erikas and Lion's were just special cases. But right now? They're her favorite things. Thank you, blue butterflies.]
I'm here with you, Erika. Let's get out of here!