[She's quick to open her eyes again when addressed, peeking out at him from between her fingers — too quick, visions strong enough to be almost hallucinatory still patterned over raw sensory input. Lys shuts them again, biting back further sounds of discomfort. Not wanting to complain, not over something so small.]
Uh-huh, that makes a lot of sense. [Slow, deep breaths through her nose, attempting to focus on that and not the racing heartbeat in her ears. Sometimes adrenaline was helpful, sometimes it was anything but.] You, uh.....you think it might not be real?
[Sounding a little incredulous — and also completely missing that terrible accidental joke, she's so sorry.]
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Uh-huh, that makes a lot of sense. [Slow, deep breaths through her nose, attempting to focus on that and not the racing heartbeat in her ears. Sometimes adrenaline was helpful, sometimes it was anything but.] You, uh.....you think it might not be real?
[Sounding a little incredulous — and also completely missing that terrible accidental joke, she's so sorry.]