[ Katalina is a beautiful disaster of a lady. And Vira's affection is crystal clear in the memory—excessively, destructively so.
Though now that they're back in reality, she looks... alarmed. A little afraid. ]
Ah... But I don't—who was that?
[ That was certainly her dream, a warning given to her by Luminiera in hopes of scaring her into better life choices, but pieces of it no longer make sense. The absolute breadth of her own emotion for this perceived stranger is overwhelming.
And despite how well she's kept herself together in this hell hole of an experience so far, her eyes are watering up again, going stiff like that might keep her from crying. ]
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Though now that they're back in reality, she looks... alarmed. A little afraid. ]
Ah... But I don't—who was that?
[ That was certainly her dream, a warning given to her by Luminiera in hopes of scaring her into better life choices, but pieces of it no longer make sense. The absolute breadth of her own emotion for this perceived stranger is overwhelming.
And despite how well she's kept herself together in this hell hole of an experience so far, her eyes are watering up again, going stiff like that might keep her from crying. ]
What is happening here, Harrowhark?