[Out of the Eater, and into what should be a dingy space station corridor but isn't, into an embrace that should feel completely different and smell like someone else entirely. Or into an embrace like this that should be accompanied by Tokyo ambience, and her clothes should be lighter on her, and the world should be simpler.
It's taking most of her focus just to connect sense to sense to take in the present and not pull in scattered pieces of the past. The noise doesn't ring in her ears, having vanished completely from mind as soon as it ended, but it leaves a hollow spot of eerie, yawning silence.
She's still limp. But she breathes in, deeply, slowly, and then lets it all out in a rush of distant relief.
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It's taking most of her focus just to connect sense to sense to take in the present and not pull in scattered pieces of the past. The noise doesn't ring in her ears, having vanished completely from mind as soon as it ended, but it leaves a hollow spot of eerie, yawning silence.
She's still limp. But she breathes in, deeply, slowly, and then lets it all out in a rush of distant relief.