[Pyrrha has no idea what Blake is talking about. No one told her about chroma, moon whatever,or creepy dolls when she got here. She's not sure what she's supposed to do with the offered hand. Take it, obviously, but what was the plan beyond that? Runaway and stay connected so they don't get separated?
Yeah, she has nothing. But she trusts Blake, new wardrobe or not, so she grips the outstretched hand. The doll stops advancing when it sees then touch, staring for a minute before crossing it's arms and pouting. It's still there, but at least it's not advancing.]
Burn all the memories
[Pyrrha has no idea what Blake is talking about. No one told her about chroma, moon whatever,or creepy dolls when she got here. She's not sure what she's supposed to do with the offered hand. Take it, obviously, but what was the plan beyond that? Runaway and stay connected so they don't get separated?
Yeah, she has nothing. But she trusts Blake, new wardrobe or not, so she grips the outstretched hand. The doll stops advancing when it sees then touch, staring for a minute before crossing it's arms and pouting. It's still there, but at least it's not advancing.]
Alright, now what?