[Aqua brushes her thumb over the bit of fabric she grips, her gloved knuckles bumping Invi's wrist...the gold filigree smooth and the cloth itself are finely textured, and Invi's skin is warm.
Definitely real.
She had felt Invi's light too, but there's something about tactile confirmation that helps more than her inner senses, after her time alone. Weirdly, her paralyzed arm thrums with pins and needles, as if prompted to wake at the contact.]
...I had a feeling. But I had to be sure.
[What does it mean if the past is here now? Aqua's as lost as she's ever been, letting go of Invi to rub feeling back into her rune-covered arm.]
Master Invi, right? I'm Aqua.
[Finally, an introduction after a hot minute there.]
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Definitely real.
She had felt Invi's light too, but there's something about tactile confirmation that helps more than her inner senses, after her time alone. Weirdly, her paralyzed arm thrums with pins and needles, as if prompted to wake at the contact.]
...I had a feeling. But I had to be sure.
[What does it mean if the past is here now? Aqua's as lost as she's ever been, letting go of Invi to rub feeling back into her rune-covered arm.]
Master Invi, right? I'm Aqua.
[Finally, an introduction after a hot minute there.]